Mine are Opus, JP, and Antonio.
Mine are Rita, Geoff, Claude and Polly.
Mine are Opus, JP, and Antonio.
I called mine all the names under the sun, riding it up Winnats Pass in the Peak District a couple of weeks ago.![]()
Actually I talk to a lot of motorists (not shouting at them), just gently chiding them - then you suddenly realise that it is summertime and that with the windows down they can hear you.
Yes that sounds like me - except the get off the phone - that one has been shouted several times rather than just muttered! A common one I often mutter is ... "don't mind me - I'm only a cyclist!"I mutter about motorists all the time - sometimes think it's a running commentary rather like drivers are encouraged to do when under tuition.
Stuff like "Wake up, the lights are green" - " Why are you overtaking me on a blind bend ?" - "Get off the phone, you're supposed to be driving that car" - "Are you thinking of ever using that wing mirror, or shall I take it as a souvenir?" - "Thank you Audi, I know my place is in the gutter" - "Does your husband/wife/boss know you drive like that?" - "It's £800 if you trash my bike, at least" !
If they heard me I'd probably end up with a black eye !
I also have a Claude! But he's mostly retired since the unfortunate rear wheel jamming incident in 2010. He was my first proper bike though and took me to John O'Groats, so very much a favourite.
I also have a Carole, and a Stan... but Stan is mostly called Psycho, because he's a psyclho-cross (see what I did there?)
Carole is precious and beautiful and only allowed out in the sunshine.
I don't really talk TO them though, the names are merely to distinguish between them when talking about them to others (people not bikes).
I (like a few others) do often offer gentle encouragement to myself though... "Come on legs" is a common one.
I swear at it sometimes.