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I want to have a go at building my first wheel, a Sturmey Archer 3 speed to fit on my Giant Bowery. I've wanted to do this for ages, fit an old fashioned three speed hub on a modern road bike, but only now do I feel like I would actually be able to give it a go. As a bonus, the hub I have to build the wheel with was built in July 2000, meaning it has a date stamp on the hub shell saying "00-7". Anyway, I'm looking for a 700c rim to go with it, to fit 700x23 or 25 tyres. Sturmey Archer hubs aren't exactly the highest performance bits of kit, so I'll consider any 36 hole rim provided it's not bent or worn out. Although I wouldn't mind a nice one!
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On the subject of undertaking buses, it happens to me alarmingly frequently that a bus stuck in traffic, right in the middle of the road, nowhere near the kerb and near to but metres away from even reaching a bus stop will open its doors without any warning while I'm cycling past it on the inside. This seems very dangerous, because cyclists are legitimately allowed to filter through traffic and buses doing that, meaning people spilling out into what is essentially the middle of a road with possible traffic on it, is hardly a sensible thing.
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borough high st must have the worst surface though, but I hardly use it.
Haha, my goodness, yes indeed! I remember cycling down Borough High Street on one occasion, looking down at the road surface and having a bit of a "what the fuck?" moment. I mean we all know there are roads with shit surfaces, I've cycled down Borough High Street enough times to know that it is one of them, but bloody hell. It just takes the piss that a road in the centre of London can be so appallingly bad. There are parts that look like they stripped off the top layer ready to resurface it and then just never bothered to. When was that surface actually put down?
Rotherhithe Tunnel must be the worst tunnel ever. Everything goes bless from the start, till you hit 1/3 - fumes are unbearable. Done it once - never again.
I love the Rotherhithe Tunnel, especially when drunk. It's like spending a few minutes in a strange alternate universe.
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Reading through the thread, it seems as though no one has yet owned up to being fully diagnosed. So far the highest bidder seems to be deadly fanny pack who claims to have been "partially tested". Who's prepared to bid higher?
Anyway, I have quite a lot of experience with autism and Aspergers, including being one of the organisers of a yearly three day residential conference type thing for autistic people. Right, now I've said that I don't really know what else to add on the subject.
Oh, I could add that a lot of autistic people were really annoyed about the Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-time. I can't even remember fully what everyone's reasons were as it's now years ago that it came out. I remember being annoyed about it but also finding that it captured some aspects of Aspergers very accurately. The problem was that the kid in it seemed to be a composite character based on a number of different people so he seemed to combine almost every autistic trait that's ever described, whereas in reality different people have different traits to varying degrees. He was also pretty extremely asocial if I remember correctly, which not all people are. That's not a criticism of the book as such, but I think the risk is that some people could walk away from the book with the impression that this is what all autistic people are like, when it actually isn't at all.
Oh, I'm using autism and Aspergers interchangeably because increasingly these days the thinking is that it's all part of one spectrum and there isn't really a definable difference between the two.
Someone has been watching brass eye a little too much.
You're wrong, and you're a grotesquely ugly freak.
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One time late at night a car full of yoofs passed me and a friend on the New North Road, shouting abuse at us because they apparently considered it wrong for cyclists to be inconveniencing them in any way by daring to use the road. I gestured at them and told them to fuck off, or something along those lines. They then went mental, shouting abuse at us and slowing down to come alongside me and attempt to attack me with something which I didn't realise at the time but my friend later informed me was a baseball bat. At one stage I was cycling along as fast as I could just in front of them, a situation that I realised couldn't last, so as they came alongside I slammed my brakes on letting them go past me and then turned off down a side street that was blocked to cars but had a cycle lane for bikes to pass through. At this point they stopped the car and the bloke with the baseball bat came running out after me and my friend cycled off in completely the opposite direction to get away from the danger. As you can imagine it's a piece of piss to get away from someone on foot down some residential side streets when you're on a bike, so after being sure I was safe I phoned my friend and we met back up again and carried on.
It was very scary though, and I was pretty shocked that people could get so worked up over something so minor that they'd decide they wanted to physically attack me. It certainly made me a lot more careful about dealings with drivers late at night.
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I don't look at my payslips, the only thing it has the potential to do is depress me.