It is a most beautiful spring morning in Dublin.
Unlocking my bicycle earlier today outside the Three Patrons Church in Rathgar, I spotted an elderly man with one of the oldest style bicycles I have seen in years. It was that vintage black bicycle with the Sturmey Archer three speed. As the man was heading out I had to stop him.
He is 82, cycles that bicycle every weekday morning from Clonfert Road in Crumlin to Mass in Rathgar.
The smile on his face, his words, everything about him matched the day that was in it. Maybe even surpassed it.
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this is brilliant.
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