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• #2
"I ride fixed, but in Cheltenham and no-one else does"
er... hello!
Do you ride a White-ColgateGreen Raleigh conversion with white wrapped drops?
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• #3
Alright! No I don't ride the Raleigh, I ride a chrome Plug with risers. Haven't seen that bike or yours so I think our paths are yet to cross. Where abouts are you? I'm in Fairview and ride loops through Gloucester and Twekesbury a lot, as well as making a nuisance of myself around the one way system
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• #4
I live nr St Pauls / Brewery and work in Montpellier. I ride all over though.
We'll do a loop some day!
Right now though i've got to ride to Evesham.
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• #5
Hate the Evesham road, nasty traffic. If you're brave you could go through Winchcombe heh
Oh and watch out for the gypseys
Where in Montpellier? I was working in the wine/whisky shop there
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• #6
i went to school in evesham.......fucking shit hole.
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• #7
My missus was the star photographer of the Evesham Obsever up until about a month ago, when she escaped to a Worcester paper. The remaining photographer on the Evesham Observer has been accepted as a Suicide Girl (although not done any pics). As far as I can tell, these are the only two facts I've ever heard about Evesham that have only remotely interested me.
South Warwickshire FTW
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• #8
I used to live in Worcester - it's a poo hole.
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• #9
Could have been worse, it's not like it was Redditch.
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• #10
i went to school in evesham.......fucking shit hole.
thats all i have to say about that.lawl.
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• #11
so your that drunk guy from wednesday,i was wondering if he was on the forum
Stumble up to them semi-drunk while they're locking up their bikes and say 'I just wanted to look at the bikes. I'm not going to steal them' outside a comedy club in Shoreditch. Follow up with 'I ride fixed, but in Cheltenham and no-one else does' to which I get the reply 'too many in London'. Stumble back to the club, finish my roll up and exit stage left, hoping that the silk scarf and Cavalli jacket meant I didn't look like a bike thief.
Wednesday Night, true story. If you're here, thanks for not hitting me with the D-Lock