(Read Time: One exceptionally strong Nespresso) One very critical facet of cycling that divides opinion, even among cyclists never mind the rev-head driving a knackered white Vauxhall Corsa van who was impatiently chewing at my rear wheel this morning is how we look on the bicycle... as he called it, 'Fashion'. I know I've written …
Don’t let it out of your sight
(Read time: one pint of Cornish Stout) Let's talk about insurance!!! (urghhhh) Perhaps that's not the punchy return to the Gabble that I (or you) hoped I would be making after over one year away from the site, but it is a return nevertheless. This return has been prompted by literally being inundated by a …
Call me Victor
(Read time: A large glass of port, accompanied by a slab of stilton and some very tasty crackers (it's a long one!)) Caution: Content that some may find disturbing. As I was about to board a plane last Sunday afternoon, and while bored in the airport, I bought a copy of a cycling magazine. On …
The Craic is mightier than the Col
(Read time: one double espresso and two Biscotti) I am so bloody hungry! It's not the type of hunger where I fancy a nibble on a bag of the finest rice crackers the supermarket can offer... Or that a cheeky slice of toast laden with Nutella can eliminate. No, this is a deep kind of …
Never going to win Crufts
(Read time; 1 grab bag of McCoys crisps) It's that time of year again. I'm not referring to the New Year, post Christmas lull, where January seems to drag more than a modern day football match. Nor am I referring to the long dark nights, with frosts and occasional spells of sleet that we think …
All good things come to an end…
(Read time: 2 cups of tea and a Tunnocks Caramel bar) I know there was a time in April 2020, when I, along with most of the rest of this fragile planet looked forward to the day when COVID-19 disappeared and let us get back to whatever we thought normal life was. I also believe …
The Dark Miles
Before we start, let's address the elephant in the blog. I am well aware that I have previously offered that I do not find that winter miles offer me much inspiration, and I lay the blame for some relatively blog-free silences last winter at precisely this. The handful that follow this blog will know that …
A Tan Topper
WARNING - Deep Content! It's unlikely that many of us will forget where we were actually born, or grew up, however life barrels along at such a pace, that we are forgiven for not giving our soul defining past more than cursory consideration every once in a while. Further, as we're continually evolving through experiences …
That’s fine by me
(Blog Read Time; 1 cup of tea and 3 biscuits) Not long ago, I woke up (not physically, but metaphorically) and realised that I am 'a Cyclist'. On reflection, this is perhaps an unsurprising conclusion, though to me it was something of a revelation, and caused me to question how I ended up in this …
Too Proud To Ask
I like to think that I am quite good at taking care of my bike(s). I perform 90% of maintenance myself and haven't (that I can recall!) had an incident that was due to my own actions and poor maintenance practice. You really don't have to spend a lot of money in order to equip …
The Gabbling MAMIL 