“We’re on our bicycles.”
He uses it whenever he needs a snack and the phone won’t stop ringing. He simply shouts out something about taking a message or holding his calls, grabs his keys and announces, “We’re on our bicycles.”
Among my favorite phrases in the world, “on our bicycles” is halfway to a cappuccino and miles away from the stress of running a third world church.
And I smile every time I think about the phrase, partly because I love Willie so much and partly because the mental image of him speeding away on a bicycle is too much for me to be able to keep a straight face.