Biker madness

You can't ride a bike on the road here. Imagine a 19 year old (probably drunk) behind the wheel of a monster truck going at double the (already high) speed limit, while talking on a mobile phone. So all the workout Julian's little foldy is getting is on the footpath - did someone say sidewalk? Check out my tomato box - that's how I carried the groceries home today.

A car is more than a necessity here; it's your armour for going anywhere near the road. And then there's the miles you clock up trying to pick up bread and milk. So it's important that you eat enough carbs to give you the energy to press that accelorator all day long. Personally, I prefer Hunts' Manwich® brand products for gut-sticking goodness.