(Read time: one mug of lukewarm mulled wine) Welcome to the New Year! Here we go again... collectively bounding into a new year. Perhaps not like the new puppy that your neighbours already regret getting their children for Christmas, or even an American swat team dropping into Venezuela to destabilise yet another nation, no... more …
More to come
(Read time: 2 pints of Bud Light and a Mexican Chicken salad, without tomatoes) Here I am, sat once again in the departure lounge of an airport, travelling, and this time not for fun. For the first time in a long time, I am travelling a long way, having a very long day, and almost …
We have in fact, regressed
(read time: a magnificent sausage roll, and disappointingly warm bottle of Coke Zero) I finally have to concede that the C-Word is here... Christmas... though, while I am considering lighting and decorative strategies, I have already had to turn the radio off as I am not ready for Mariah, Buble, or Slade just yet. Knowing …
Not wearing it to the pub.
(Read time: A VERY large glass of Villa Antinori, and a handful of Guylian chocolates) I am going skiing!!!! Yes, 'tis true. It's booked, and I've got to be honest, I am just a tiny bit excited. I know I've written about skiing and my love for it many times before, and those who know …
Stick to the plan
(Read time - one bowl of gluten free granola and a Hazlenut Americano) I cracked it! Not an egg, though I've cracked many. It wasn't a smile, again, I've cracked many, even some quite recently. It wasn't even a Riedel gin glass, that I again I've cracked many (annoyingly, 3, just by dropping ice cubes …
How did it ever make it this far?
(Read time: 1 Greggs sausage roll, and an extremely ropey cup of takeaway coffee) I like to keep you on your toes. You truly never know when one of my posts may drop into your lap, like a gift from above... or like a present from a passing seagull. You choose which it is! It's …
Matching Tops
(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 …
The Gabbling MAMIL 