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I was at school with Nick, he was a big lump. I was never a member of the club but I have clear memories of the track, John Austin and the shed where the bikes were kept. I was at a local school and we could choose cycling as a optional sport. I remember the pain and taste of blood in my mouth after the first few laps of the track at my maximum speed, then came the instruction to sprint the last 200m.
I too remember Whiskers, I used to go there any drool over the campag gear in the glass cabinet. I believe the man why ran Whiskers died recently.
IIRC a bunch of us used to ride across London to Eastway on Wednesdays to watch the evening series.
Err, my post above where I mention the shed came out a bit wrong and I can't edit it. :-/