I had a dutchman in a tiny car tell me I had 'great balance' yesterday, halfway up the hill out of Camden when I trackstood (is that a word?) at some traffic lights. He caught up with me a bit further up the hill and leant out his window to tell me 'it stinks around here'.
Commute was otherwise uneventful except for all the traffic all the way up the A1010. Where were they all in the morning?
I had some Dutch guys complement me on my smoothness while turbo training outside my place some months ago. Maybe they're in-built to recognise cycling prowess?
Although smoothness does rhyme with ass, now that I think about it so perhaps it was something else.
I had a dutchman in a tiny car tell me I had 'great balance' yesterday, halfway up the hill out of Camden when I trackstood (is that a word?) at some traffic lights. He caught up with me a bit further up the hill and leant out his window to tell me 'it stinks around here'.
Commute was otherwise uneventful except for all the traffic all the way up the A1010. Where were they all in the morning?