A Basket Case?

Last week I finally bought a new basket for my 1940 bicycle. I had the last one for over 20 years and it was beginning to show it's age. A big hole had appeared at the bottom and one side had started to collaspe. Sounds like old age dosn't it?! While I needed to get a new one for my education work (art catalogues are very heavy) and Tesco shopping, I was sad to see it go from an archive point of view. Visitors to Ted Coney's Family Portraits will know that my old bike is one of the exhibits, linked as it is to so many of the paintings. Still, I musn't get to sentimental, as my new basket looks very handsome and is exactly like the one I bought all those years ago.