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There's fucking drifts of plane tree pollen in Battersea Park at the moment. I was'nt streaming but flooding cycling through there today, I had to rush back out and play with the traffic.
Can you dehydrate to death from hayfever? With the super hot weather last week combined with the worst hay fever I've ever had, it felt like ebola, my innards were liquefying and all fluid was rushing for the exits, mainly my eyes and nose, bleak. Another few hours without water and I think I'd have been a husk mummified in lycra.
I never had hay fever until I moved to London, the mixture of pollution and pollen has proper kicked the shit out of my sinuses.
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Its like rock according to Jedward. @Johnnyw75 and on the subject of negative space, there does'nt appear to be any pockets, which moves any cycling jersey into epic fail for me.
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^cringe.
That fit.....you could set up mosh pits in the spare space in there. #metaltent
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Those bars on the black bike are just begging to have a big rubber band stretched between the bar ends to convert in to a crossbow, watch the peds scatter. #MadMaxmyride
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All those injuries you had in the past that you thought you'd recovered from, but from middle age onwards come back and remind you you are fucked.
Hip, wrist, neck, knee and toe injuries all coming home to roost. I woke up last week with a hurting coccyx...how the feck can you injure you coccyx while asleep!? I honestly thought I'd been probed by aliens in the night or had been sleep falling down the stairs, while going for a middle of the night piss (another side effect of being old, fuck you prostate!).... but no, I'm so fragile I can injure myself in a motionless unconscious state. No Doc I don't have dementia, its not that I forgot how I got injured, I don't how the injury happened despite being there all along, and no, there was no alcohol involved....on this occasion.
And I'm still 20 years short of the free bus pass, fuuuuuck. I'd shuttle myself off to Dignitas if the staircase to the plane did'nt seem such an insurmountable mountain. Pass me another cardigan, harumph.
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Ooof taking that Daccordi through a muddy field in January, you evil man ;) You were lucky it did'nt buck you off into the nearest bramble patch. I hope you were apologising to it the whole time and continued to begged for forgiveness all the way home after the clean up.
Chapeau for getting out though, I hoped to today but its so grim, sod that. I decided to carbo load and drink beer instead, ahead of attacking some Kent hills tomorrow, and only if its as dry and sunny as the Beeb says its going to be, but I'm not holding my breath.
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Only just seen this, but what exactly were the concerns re: re-spacing a chrome rear end? Is it that the stretching may cause the chrome to crack/flake in certain areas as its being re-spaced, or is it longer term, with the cracks/flaking being caused over a longer time period as a result of some kind of 'stress' to the chrome from rear being 'stretched'? I can imagine either of the above being the case if you were trying to stretch it a lot, but the 4mm from 126 to 130 does'nt sound much. I'm no metallurgist though so claim no expertise on the matter.
FWIW I have a Merckx with a chrome rear that's been re-spaced from 126 to 130 and its fine, no chrome cracking or flaking at all, so far at least, but not sure if I should expect it to deteriorate over time.
And have you got and fitted the gumwalls yet? Pics? Looking out of the window now I can see there is no real hurry to do that, assuming the Daccordi is a fair weather bike.
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@mashton Seabass Cycles in Camberwell can re-space a rear for you. Also nice bike, needs gumwalls tho ;)
would look the mutts nuts with these, on sale at Merlin currently in 25c size
https://www.merlincycles.com/veloflex-master-folding-road-tyres-700c-65487.html?utm_campaign=googlebase-GB&utm_source=googlebase&utm_medium=shopping&utm_term=Road+Bike+Tyres&ucpo=448&gclid=Cj0KCQiA-ebSBRC8ARIsAGuxJIoaUTrKGJneRu3IVlDqozuafYlem48zjA9lKiiUXrzn8h5SyvDzJbsaAgkdEALw_wcB -
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I grew up in late 70's early 80's in the countryside with no immediate neighbours, so no other children to play with apart from my younger sister who had a fascination with Cindy, and I'd have rather eaten dog poo that play with that dizzie blond (the Cindy not my sister before I get kneecapped if she sees this!).
I remember getting really irate as I would often find my sister had high-jacked one of my Action Men and he would be sat down at tea party with Cindy, vom, instead of his normal action activities of being thrown out of trees, off barns, into streams and fighting the enemy. Cindy did however have a cool red Range Rover which Action Man occasionally commandeered for missions, but Cindy was never invited.
Another abiding childhood memory was playing for hours in a hay barn, making endless forts and dens, secret tunnels and hidden rooms, and recreating endless siege scenarios with an entirely make believe cast.
But I think where I spent most of my time was in the old shed. We lived on a farm and there were lots of old sheds and buildings, but this one was clearly the oldest, it wasn't actually used for any farming purposes anymore just for storing junk. One of the side walls had crumbled down and the tin roof was loose all over and rattled in the wind, the whole building was dark, damp, creaky and spider ridden, but crucially it also had the broken up remains of about 5 cars, and various bits of old and broken farming equipment. I spent many, many, many hours just rearranging all the cars parts on the shed floor into my own new creations, sports cars, spaceships, Mad Max type battle vehicles, never actually attaching the parts but placing them in endless configurations with various seating configurations into vague shapes. When my folks ever wondered where I was, this shed would be the first place they'd look.
I did not have well off parents and did not have many toys, and didn't have many other children to play with. Obviously I had mates from school and stuff but these were all a drive away so no impromptu play. But this didn't seem to matter, I absolutely loved my childhood, I think it was idyllic. Great play can be had with something as simple as a stick, just add some imagination.
Good luck Tim, whatever it is you are doing, anyone involved in working with children is underpaid and chronically undervalued but totally awesome in my book.