Stuff

Yep. I’m pretty good at this. Usually it’s because I forget to drink enough before / during / after exercise. Or I drink the wrong kind of stuff (Guinness may well be good for you, but not during a race!). But this one was a whole new experience in incompetence for me… … I was...
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Look what Carlton gave me when I dropped by his house for some bicycle gear modelling work (he must be desperate!) on Wednesday: Such a simple thing, but it makes me grin! There’s more of this sort of thing over at IPayRoadTax.com .
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We’ve negotiated flexi-time at work! This means that as I work really very hard indeed (you just can’t do enough for a good boss*), I’m effectively getting an EXTRA 24 days holiday a year. Technically, that means I have enough holiday to take 52 days a year off. Tempting . . . but not...
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Remember when you were a kid, and you rode your bike for about 22 hours a day, every single day of the summer holidays? Did you ever give your bike a motor sound, by fixing a piece of cardboard to the frame with a clothes peg, so that the spokes would flick it as...
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How about that for a snappy title to grab your attention? No? OK, here’s what I’m talking about. Spatial disorientation can occur in pilots who’ve not been trained to fly-by-the-instruments. On entering dense cloud, they lose visual cues as to which direction is "up", and in just a few minutes end up in the "graveyard...
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So if I’m going to be riding wearing non-regular clothes, I thought I’d better take a look at my wardrobe. Remember just over a week ago, when I was wondering about muggle-repelling cycling jerseys ? Well I eventually decided on a design that I liked, and doesn’t use any recognised UK police devices, thereby not...
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Sometimes when riding on the road, I wish I were carrying some sort of motor vehicle repellent. Or maybe wearing some sort of muggle-repelling pheromone spray. muggle (n.) one who would rather drive the four miles to work than get on a bike and ride it. See also delusional and denial It’s one thing passing another...
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Sometimes I can’t figure out if I’m poor, have an eye for a bargain, or am just plain tight. And not in the sense that Cameron from the Sarah Connor Chronicles would use to describe someone who’s cool either. So when I noticed that Evans Cycles were having an early summer sale, I was intrigued....
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Summer’s here, and the mileage is going right up, so I’ve been forced out of ordinary clothes and into Lycra & it’s associated accessories. So a couple of weeks ago, I twittered (tweeted? Whatever.) about the joys of chamois cream - for the uninitiated, you slather your bum in it before a ride and it...
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This is all that’s left of Trixie The Fixie: I bought this bike (a mid-’80s Raleigh Record Sprint) in October 1989, to replace a stolen Dawes Lightning. Six weeks later, I got arrested in a case of mistaken identity over this bike, subsequently resprayed her white to prevent that ever happening again. Later, when the...
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