After a while of riding my wifes mountain bike, and realising how much I loved the road, I started to really want a bike. John took me over to his shed to show me his drawing board frame (before he had it set up) and inside was a road bike. I made a comment about it, but realised it wasn’t his.

Later I got to have a chat to Todd who said it would cost $100. I asked John a few days later if I could have a look at it and he said I could just take it. I still don’t know how that will sit with Todd, but I shall check with him next time I see him.

And that was how the bike got it’s name. Toddney. It was Todd’s bike, and I didn’t pay anything for it (yet), except for the respect of naming the bike after him. My brother calls it fuzzy logic, but it wasn’t meant to make sence…

V1.0 had cobwebs, flat tyres, and a broken helmet. It was picked up after our first gig, at about 1.00am, and ferried home in the back of our car. The next he was taken to Hendry Cycles to be transformed into “T 1.1”.