As others have said, I'm not too good with the public sharing of the feelings. I'm so sad about Wayne. It seems almost cliched to say what a great bloke the dead are. But i'm sure I'm not the only one to have posted something here and then got a PM or a phonecall 5 minutes later from him, offering a solution. "Let me have a little think" was his catchphrase to me. "Hello lovely Stelle!"
He has helped me time upon time upon time. He'd always call to find how a race had gone. He used to call to try to persuade me to join the Grupetto. We had so many unfinished conversations about Canopy and so many ideas of new fun stuff we would do.
It struck me that although I may not have posted or visited here for maybe years, there are people that I consider friends who are here. There have been many nights at Wests, Souths, that crazy day in Hyde park with the pedalos (in the cold harsh light of 2016 I'm not sure why a bunch of cyclists were so hell bent on wreaking havoc in a boating pond!!)...all the polo.
Aroogah, Markyboy, mashton, Brendan, Aidan, Oliver, Desi, Ved, Shinscar, Hael, Multigrooves, hippy, skully, lebowski, BRM, hippy, Velocio, Pip, digger, Scott...all of you. We ranged from "knew each other" to "friends" and we all knew Wayne. I want to send each of you my love, I'm thinking of you all, of the old times, the good times, the bright times.
Wayne, with a sparkle in his eye and his fingers in all the pies.