I was surprised to find this during my recent project of digitalising my negative collection.
When Robyn went back to work in 1979 after having our first kid she brought me this bike with her first wage packet.
Little did she know what she started and that it would last for the next 40 plus years and onward.
Sure it was a heavy beast, made in Japan (we think) and everything was steel that rusted. But it got me riding.