Then there was today. Evie has a pretty pink bike that Martha rides at every opportunity. Today they fought and squabbled over it until I was almost demented.
Why can't you ride your own bicycle?
Because the handlebars are too low.
Can't Bert adjust them?
He tried but they won't move.
Let me see you riding this bike.
So she gets it out and starts riding. Her knees are practically level with her ears as she pedals. I can see why she prefers Evie's bike.
O.K. I can see that is no good. We'll look at those bikes in Ahoghill.
Can we go now?
It's too late. Charity stores close at four o'clock.
What about Halford's? It will still be open.
(Martha lives a stone's throw from Halford's and is probably very familiar with its opening hours)
Martha! Bikes at Halford's cost over a hundred pounds. You don't have a hundred pounds and neither do I.
She got it. We're going to look at bikes at the mid-term break.
On looking for a picture to accompany this post I found that I have no pictures of the girls on their bikes. This will need to be remedied. Meanwhile here's one of the parents' pictures. It's over two years old and I think she was probably close to outgrowing that bike too.