A few days ago I was reading one of my childhood stories to my daughter. The book is called Barbapapas Christmas. It's about a family of rather odd shape-shifting folk who get a group of tropical birds from Santa for Christmas. Living in the far north (Winnipeg), the birds get very sick and in an attempt to keep things warm for them, they employ a variety of electricity-generating feats, all of which are doomed to fail. The above picture is one of their grandiose schemes to make the birds happy. I wonder if this was one of my initial points of interest in the ideas of both green energy and riding a bike?