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I remember not so long ago when you posted this in the Riders, Bikes and Faces thread, all proud as punch, and then got some pelters about toe-clips or whatever offence it was you'd committed. How quickly they grow up!

Do people really go and spaff over a grand on a 'build' at BLB or wherever and then not really ride it? Honestly. Young people. * goes back to knitting*

Well! Let me tell you, clive. Alan Bennett lives near me, and recently bought a whole salmon from the deli opposite my flat. He rolled up on a Dawes tourer.

There endeth the 'incident'.

Shut the fuck up, will.

but a funghi is a margherita with mushrooms, init.

That doesn't even make any sense. A lion is a tiger but without the stripes and with a mane.

Ha! Even the bike in your story is out of date.

Pffft.

He should have stuck with it, clearly.

If it's got mushrooms on it it's not a Margherita, it's a Funghi.

Facto, Factas, Factat

Fine; you can have that quid back the next time you don't mention the salmon buying incident.

It was fuckin' massive! And he had a Dawes! Oh alright then.

@ will

Utterly skilliant...

":-)"

No, but I'll give you a quid if I never hear it again.

Garlic mayonnaise?

Edit: Damn you, Zed

They have some nice standard conversations in there and some nice road frames as well.
Really nice guys as well, I will be using them a lot!

I, for one, will go a long way for a nice standard conversation.

Tarantino's fucking shit.

I'm really dead from it. I think I've done myself in. Weird; it wasn't even that far.

:d

Sorry Sammy, I forgot too. Happy birthday! A puncture on your birthday's a wee shame, though.

Did someone say something? I have all the veganists on ignore.

the very few women who have the fortitude to raise their heads above the parapet.

I know you mean well, but this really is awfy patronising.

/makes bonhomistic face

I noticed that someone had removed the rear brake from their ladies town bike which had typical steel rims. They claimed they had made it fixed to be lighter, but It struck me as odd that they still had normal flat pedals and only one brake on a steel rimmed bike on a wet day.

So I butted into their conversation with someone else, quite abruptly asking "can you stop alright on that" to which the reply was "of course I can, I wouldnt be riding it otherwise" In an offended kinf of way. I think my helpful concern came across all wrong and I just sounded like a snobbish smarmy prick. They actualy question/concern about flat pedals went right over their head, so I shut up and left it.

I was just wondering if anyone else finds it challenging to explain to friend-of-friend types about inadequate braking on their bikes? Especially girls, I just come off as some self-important sexist fixie snob.

To be brutally honest I think strangers lecturing people unasked on any topic probably comes across as sanctimonious and arrogant because, well, it is a bit, isn't it?

I am not saying your concern for her safety isn't genuine, but you wouldn't go up to someone smoking a cigarette and start banging on about lung cancer. Well, some people would I suppose.

Weather was lovely in the end. (Though I don't know if the people who rode out would quite agree with that assessment...)

Nice to meet those of you I hadn't previously. Brilliant ride.

STE5 - might be up for riding back but will see how the ride goes

bmmf - great picture of clive ;)

Actually, Sean, this might be more up my street - weather will have cleared by the trip home. I'll get the train in.

I had one I didn't get along with, so I gave it to him. I dunno if that's a woman thing, though. Anyway the aesthetics are relevant - if she likes it that much she'll give it enough time to settle in, and then it will be comfortable. I was never enamoured of mine, really.

There is a woman-specific wide Brooks with springs (B67?), but it looks a bit Miss Jean Brodie.

Oh bugger it.

That was great, and a lovely day for it. nice to meet the people I hadn't before.

I got a puncture on the way home - pure, predictable poetic justice for bragging about my puncture-imperviousness at the end there.

Plurabelle's bike locked on Charlotte Street just before I made the friday lunchtime "straight on for pizza, turn right for burrito" decision.

Benito's Hat FTW today.

Oooh. I was having my regular Friday lunchtime sandwich in Italia Uno.

Must remember salty chocolate balls or some other sweet-savory snacks to prevent cramp (like last time).

I'm bringing homemade flapjack.

With cranberry and pecans. Back o' the net!

That's really great.