The judgement of strangers
During the train journey home from a great day’s gravel riding, I posted a few photos on Instagram and watched the likes slowly accumulate. The next morning, there was a message from someone called @frothybikeco. They had blown up one of my photos and sent an accompanying message.
‘I saw your post and checked out your images,’ it said. ‘The bike is sweeeet [sic] looking. I have debated whether to message you about this or
