Wednesday, 30 January 2013

Me and the Cav

My kids have become a bit of a whiz with Photoshop and put together this little piece. You can actually see the fear in Cav's eyes, he knows he is beat ;)

The eagle eyed amongst you may recognise the picture of me as from the Hell of the Ashdown back in 2010.

I may even get back on the bike one day soon!



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4 comments:

  1. Geoff30 January 2013 at 11:54

    and you beat the the whippersnapper with a full carradice and a flask strapped to ya bars. Very Impressive!

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  2. carniGor30 January 2013 at 21:53

    I think whipping him with panniers and a rack really upset though.

    Did Rob lead you out?

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  3. Two Wheeled Carnival of Love1 February 2013 at 08:16

    Rob as lead out man? I can't keep up with him on his sprint, he beats me every time.

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  4. Anonymous3 February 2013 at 18:57

    Story: There's a horse. It's in a field. It eats some grass.

    It raises its head and walks to another part of the field. It eats some more grass. It trots about a bit. Eats still more grass. It's a horse. That's what they do.

    Time passes.

    The horse notices the gate to the field is open. The horse walks over to the gate. In its horsey brain, it remembers that this gate is usually closed. It walks out through the gate, and finds itself in a lane with hedges at both sides.

    It ambles down the lane - clip clop, clip clop, clip clop - and arrives at a building. There is an open door. Curious, the horse walks up to the door and peers inside. Inside the outer door are two more doors.

    The horse cannot read the signs on the doors (it is a horse; horses can't read), but the reader needs to know that one sign says "Lounge" and the other one says "Public Bar".

    The horse pushes open the second door and walks into the bar.

    A man looks up from behind a long counter and says "Why the long set up?"

    I'll be here all week.

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