It was the cheers of the children you could hear first. The shouts of, "Play Knees Up Mother Brown", "Can I drive it Mister?", and of course, "What the fuck is that?" Ah, happy times before the invention of the walking telephonic device and the subsequent by-laws to remove gigantic musical bicycles from the city. In Wellington, around the year 1885, the most prevalent was easily the Cuba Pedalo Man with his gigantic horn covered by a silk parasol. Who indeed can forget the enourmous confusion caused, the bemusement upon the faces of all that saw it, and most vivid to those there that day, the sheer number of people having to step aside as it rumbled it's way down the street - upwards of 6 or even 7.