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- Location
- ...I don't have much idea - really.
Some reportage!
A novel based on cycling is only a footstep away dear friend...do it now. (And don't feature any architect bullsh*t, mind - keep it 'real'.
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So "give up drinking three weeks beforehand - I'm serious" was a typo for "three hours"?getting sauced
So "give up drinking three weeks beforehand - I'm serious" was a typo for "three hours"?
Wise.I’m also quietly relieved I’m not going to Morecambe tonight...
Wow! You have a Top 5? Who got shoved down and out then, Rebecca?TC, that account has made it into my Top 5 Best Ride Reports Ever. Good stuff.![]()
It's more a case of 'not many ride reports are so good that I even think of putting them into a Top 5'. Pippa's LEJoG and Jane's Ireland reports (in 'that other place') made it. Also a recent series of posts from my favourite blogger. Not much else. Books don't count. Some rides that get ridden up on www.crazyguyonabike.com and in Arrivee are interesting in terms of content but not particularly well written. It's got to be well written. TC's is.Wow! You have a Top 5? Who got shoved down and out then, Rebecca?
bollox. (to be blunt). you've a gift, use it. that which can be caught in prose, you captured pretty damn eloquently.Rebecca, Greg... you are very kind, but there is nothing like posting a lengthy contribution of some kind or other to make you wish you had started somewhere else entirely. It is in the nature of the [night ride] thing that its pleasures are fugitive, provisional, stolen. There is nothing that can be captured in prose.
St Augustines, Brookland, Kent.1881344 said:Where is that navigation beacon?
Werd.TC, that account has made it into my Top 5 Best Ride Reports Ever. Good stuff.![]()
Pish, dear lady. That was a corker of a report. Joys of a night ride captured most agreeably, I thought.Rebecca, Greg... you are very kind, but there is nothing like posting a lengthy contribution of some kind or other to make you wish you had started somewhere else entirely. It is in the nature of the [night ride] thing that its pleasures are fugitive, provisional, stolen. There is nothing that can be captured in prose.
bollox.
Pish.