Circles happen everywhere. These are from Amsterdam, city of bikes. Someone discreetly removed bicycle bell tops and left them for a friend of mine to find. Lucky me! I even got to ride a ‘bakfiets’ today, a carrier cycle with a huge container in front. My dad used to ride a rural version of just such a bike way back when. It wasn’t easy to manouvre through the Amsterdam traffic – all anarchists, car drivers and cyclists alike – but even the little gitl managed!