I have a new pre-loved bike. Officially it's called Lucifer, as per the name on the light. But I think calling it Lucy (it's a girl's bike after all) is perhaps a little more fitting. It's still a little cranky from years of neglect and being left in a what was previously a pig sty (I'm not kidding). But we're slowly coaxing it back to life. It makes a grrr sound with each full circle of the pedals, but it's certainly looking a lot better than we it was first given to us.
We went for a little cycle last night and Lucy is definitely not a mountain bike. We ran out of tar and ended up on a beautiful dirt track that would probably have taken us all the way to Schaffhausen, but the daily thunderstorm was brewing and we turned around about halfway there. Her thin little tires didn't mind getting dirty, but it certain had me nervous a couple of times.
We are now also the proud account holders of a Credit Suisse joint account. Our first piece of correspondence arrive today - rather impressive since we went to see them only yesterday.
Tomorrow we're off to Gstaad for some tennis. How awfully civilized.
