My flatmate Jamie recently had his lovely Gary Fisher mountain bike stolen. Now his partner in crime is the Jazz, a bike I purchased last year for £40 when mine was stolen right outside my front door – jerks! Despite her flashy name and purple paint job, Jazz is an honest no-frills kind of girl. She gets Jamie safely from point A to point B each day – rain or shine, but mostly rain.
James proves that any bike – even the £40 sort – is the perfect accessory for any occasion.