Megan's Head

A place where Megan gets off her head.

Bicycle Scene

Someone I follow on Twitter (@lkmnthali) is talking about the white cycling mafia in Cape Town and I had thoughts about this when I was writing my play Clouds Like Waves. This is the scene.

a scene – Transport

A

I’ve come to buy a bicycle.

B

Great, great, what are you going to be using it for?

A

Uh, I am going to ride it.

B

Ja, ja, I mean is it for fitness or leisure or competing?

A

For work.

B

Oh, are you, like, a professional biker?

A

No. I’ve been saving up for ages. I want to ride it to work. I work in town.

B

Oh, I get it. Off road or on? And, you’ll need some kit to go with that. Cycling shorts, a helmet, these amazing cycling shoes. Actually, these are the clip-on ones, onto these pedals. We can attach these pedals to your choice of bike if you want to get the shoes.

A

Look. I’ve got shoes. I don’t need shoes. I’ve been walking and using trains and taxis, and now I just want my own transport.

B

Oh.

A

Ja, to get to work.

B

Uh, I’m not really sure what to suggest. See, these are mostly specialist bikes. For mountain biking, racing, riding competitions like the Argus and stuff.

A

I just want something to get to work, and back. Just, you know, a bike, to use instead of walking.

B

Oh.

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2 Comments

  1. So much of greatness. Perfectly captured!

  2. sandi

    Cyclists. *rolls eyes*

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