No way can I explain how I end up taking the griblets and a sudden-visiting Aunty Dee to a small dark room in upstairs Smalltown.
Here are nine bicycles connected to generators, running the classic, Ladri di biciclette, The Bicycle Thief (1948) screened for a small group of us film lovers.
If the cyclists stop cycling, the film stops running. Members of the audience are invited to take a turn keeping the power going, which I was not expecting, so for once I was truly sorry I'd opted for the inappropriate short skirt.
If you are interested in keeping fit while you put on a DVD, go to Magnificent Revolution.
If you are a storyteller, then match this simple and profound story; a man who has his bicycle stolen.
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