The Mechanic proposed, what initially sounded like a romantic night away at a smart hotel…that was until I realised that he was suggesting we cycle there. Continue reading “I’m the queen of the castle…and not the dirty rascal”
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Note to self
To be read August 2020 Continue reading “Note to self”
Mallorca without a bike
Mallorca has become a mecca for cyclists. The island’s mild winters, and pleasant temperatures are a short flight from London. My very first proper cycling holiday was in Mallorca, the next year followed with my first cycling sportive, the Mallorca 167. Continue reading “Mallorca without a bike”
Are you wearing your gilet?
‘Your clothes are at the end of your bed!’
Going round in circles
Hidden away, off a suburban road in South London, is Herne Hill Cycling Track. I’ve always known it was there, less than a 30 minute cycle ride from my home, but I’ve never taken the time to investigate. Continue reading “Going round in circles”
No drafting!
‘NO DRAFTING!’ shouted a man in a yellow high-vis vest from the side of the road, on a recent bike-ride. Continue reading “No drafting!”
Hinault tuna melt
So we are coming towards the end of the The Tour de France 2016. I’ve now been watching the Tour on and off for over 20 years. Initially my interest was to impress the Mechanic. Continue reading “Hinault tuna melt”
The Lady Cyclists
This Friday, the Mechanic and I went out for breakfast before work, which then resulted in me taking a slightly different route to the office. Continue reading “The Lady Cyclists”
Virtual Partner
I know I’ve never formerly introduced you to the Mechanic, also known as Mr M. or my husband, but I promise you, he is real and not the virtual partner I refer to here. Continue reading “Virtual Partner”
The Small Hall 