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My old muckers, The Scientists... Criminally overlooked rock 'n' roll from the musically barren 80s... Gods!!!

I saw the Scientists supporting The Sisters at the Lyceum in '84. The girl I took (who is now married to my best mate) is still complaining about how much she hated them.

Violence solves nothing.

Violence solves lots of things, like "who's the best at fighting?" and wars - they're usually solved through the medium of violence.

OP, who you trying to kid -

bikes. with gears. in Wales…

they've only just got used to having wheels with rubber tyres on

Yeah right. Like they've invented the wheel yet.

All it will involve is having your photo taken, and answering a few questions.

Like when you're arrested?

I know many of you are couriers, and I'd love to hear from you

Hardly any of us are couriers, we are mostly graphic-designer-media-types who pretend to be couriers. Those that aren't are accountants and IT contractors who are pretending to be graphic-designer-media-types who pretend to be couriers.

spotted - no-one at all at 6am this morning riding in, it was lush!

Wha'choo'talkin'bout Clefty? I was blastin' throught the SW 'hood at 6am this morning, blowing away nodders at every turn. I never saw your 'spok (and I am stalking you after all!).

If you know the house has problems, speak to the surveyor about it first and ask them what they're going to do. This avoids BlueQuinn's problem. A bit of local knowledge can be a good thing also (e.g. most houses in this street have cracked drains). You can even ask to go around with them when they do the survey - I did this at my surveyor's suggestion. It gives you the chance to ask questions and discuss the implications of what they find. For £500 they shouldn't be saying no.

Fantastic day and thanks so much Joe, Jason and Rob. As well as all the kind sponsors. Special thanks to also to Lee, who just by turning up force us all to raise our game. And for all the advice he was giving during and after the races. Brilliant day. Here's looking forward to the next one

This pretty much sums it up. I can't believe how much better everyone has got when compared with a year ago. Watching Lee stretch the "forum fast boys" was brilliant, and I was equally surprised to find myself organising a group to chase the break in the Cat B scratch.

Even Mrs W has enjoyed laughing at the strange patches of sun burn on my legs.

18th May 2005 Balham High Road. Got out of the saddle to discover that my left foot was not in fact clipped in, chucked myself over the handlebars.

Approaching my fourth anniversary. I am touching wood as I type*.

My boss started making noises today with the effect that i will no longer be allowed to cycle to work as they don't like me keeping my suit and shoes at work. Also they think i may be too sweaty as summer comes! Even though i cycled all last summer, and i always put on a fresh shirt at work and don't smell!

I have a rule of thumb that says that if someone presents two unrelated reasons for something, then they started with a prejudice and then searched for the justification. The rule works surprisingly well.

This example obeys the rule. They don't like you keeping a suit in the office? why not? what's not to like? That's not a reason for anything, so they've had to scratch around for a second reason; you "may" be too sweaty?

Basically this guy (gal?) just doesn't want you to cycle, and doesn't know why, so has made some stuff up. RPM's right, best just to ignore him(her) and carry on. If they challenge you, ask them to explain what's wrong with having a suit in the office, and if anyone has complained about you being sweaty/smelly.

I've had to tell people who work for me that they smell, and believe me, its a job you put off until people start complaining.

Well, woollen know it, sheep puns already.

You had to ram it home, didn't you?

Does she ever get aggressive?

She is in a permanent state of agression - she has nowhere left to go.

I went to Kampala in 1995. It was full of manky looking storks and everything was covered in stork dung, and I spent the whole week trying to make a satellite receiver work. It turned out that the storks were perching on the LNB and pushing out the alignment.

A stork-free Kampala experience sounds great.

On my commute I see plenty of people squeeze themselves up the left hand side of buses and lorries. Sometimes it makes me wince seeing the risks that they're prepared to take to get to work a minute earlier, or win their "race". I often think about saying something, but the one time I did (after a particularly wince-inducing maneouvre for which the bus driver concerned deserves all the praise for avoiding a fatality) the person concerned just looked bemused.

So here's the question. What do you say/do? Can anyone claim a success?

Amazed that no one has posted the track that started it all.....

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n5YF9zyTQwE

And I get to post my worn ATAC cleats picture yet again :)

That's what happens when you wear your cycling shoes in the sea....

GWS Clive. A couple of weeks off the bike isn't going to hurt your average mileage

Flippin' 'eck

1. Topeak Mini Morph: Simply awesome.
   2.spare tube
   
2. Honzo Lock Ring tool. Brilliant
   
3. BringMeMyFix's Wife.
   4.Peanut butter spanner
   
4. Perineum Paste™
   
5. A frog
   
6. Sharp knife.
   
7. Mints
   
8. Oxygen
   
9. Water
   
10. Food
    
11. Fixie
    
12. a list of essential items to tick off against
    
13. iPod and headphones
    
14. A copy of the Bible
    
15. one of those machines that goes "ping!"
    
16. Number 17 mystery
    
17. 4 calling birds
    
18. Love eggs.. to massage away the malice of a Brooks break-in Cheese
    
19. porridge
    
20. Mink coat (one of those packable ones)
    
21. Inverse Shim
    
22. Scousers
    
23. Skidding past the old bat who lives on the corner every morning.
    
24. A small pipe
    
25. A medium sized pipe
    
26. Mars Milk
    
27. Hi-Viz Tabbard
    
28. At least 2 flapjacks
    
29. Coca Cola
    
30. Jaffa Cakes
    
31. A nine-man tent
    
32. one of those giant parachute things that you used to play with as a kid, where you chucked it in the air and then scrambled under.
    35.a camán and sliotar
    
33. Arab strap
    

You can now truly claim to be King of the Fakengers.

I love BMMF's honesty.

+1. A refreshing change from all the how-I-was-completely-in-the-right stories (yeah, I know I'm guilty too).

I tend to save my idiot moments for when I am behind the wheel of a car. Particularly at roundabouts where I go for the bike line, and then remember on surrounded by a tonne of metal, rather than sitting a couple of Kgs of the stuff.

Yes! I had a run in with her last week. I was overtaking her in Borough High Street and she moved right without looking and got a bit close. She then pulled up behind me at the next set of lights and started yelling. I glanced over my shoulder and said "I'm sorry, did you say something?" which wound her up even more (I kinda hoped it would) so she started yelling about how she was faster than me. When the lights changed she "proved" this with an insane undertaking lunge that could have taken both of us, and a couple of others out.

I don't normally post anecdotes like this (it's a bit C+ I know) but since she's a celebrity....

I literally don't like bananas. There, I said it.

Do you like them metaphorically?

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So thats' what Jonny's been up to......