For a while now (like, around 18 months), I've been meaning to cut down the flat bar on my daily SLUT commuter-scooter, the "Fluorobeast".
Well today, I found myself in the backyard with a newborn strapped to my chest. I was attempting to hang out the washing on the clothes horse (don't trust Melb weather), but that wasn't quite enough for the freshie. She wanted to be outside. So, looking for things to do outside, I thought, hey... why not?
Bring on the lane splitting.