Malcolm in the Middle.

In the middle of the gap between the parents' garage and house. I popped round for Sunday lunch and to get the bike round the back is a bit of a faff so locked to the bench will do.

After extolling the virtues of having a nice shiny clean car yesterday I think the bike could do with a similar treatment.

[By way of explanation for the puzzled reader this Blip the bike's called Malcolm....]