The good old days!
Yes, it’s true: I’ve finally become a miserable old git – perhaps thanks to my ‘rose-tinted’ recollections that I get whenever I ride a classic bike…
Perhaps it’s also 2021’s arrival (and seeing the back of an awful 2020) that’s encouraged me to get it off my chest? The fact is, the more I think about it, the more I decide I don’t like this beautiful biking game quite as much as I used to. It’s a bit of a painful admission, but this discontentment has been ongoing for a few years. Let me take you back a while…
It’s New Year’s Eve a couple of years or so ago and I’m out for a ride. I’m enjoying the run and my mood is good and looking forward to a night of mild excess and frivolity ahead. My
