barq
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My favourite one ever (posted last year on C+) was the fat teenage girl who shouted after me, "Who do you think you are? Facking Louis Armstrong?".
Pete said:I remember a not-so-welcome encounter with one of my bosses, in the days of my 10-mile commute. Was just about to embark on the gentle climb over the Downs into Brighton (and I mean gentle. Clayton Hill, not Ditchling Beacon). 4x4 pulls up alongside, and I recognise the man leaning across as one of our directors. "Hi, Pete, pop your bike in the back there's a good chap, I'll save you the effort of climbing that hill, have a nice easy run in the car for a change..." He was most put out when I declined his kind offer: "No thanks, but I have a perfectly good car of my own, sitting at home in the garage at the moment, if I'd wanted to come in by car I'd have taken my own..." Perhaps I was just a bit shirty there and then, he was rather cooler towards me ever after...
Such is life. (*sigh*)
Tetedelacourse said:No I sit and reek all day.
Tetedelacourse said:I occassionally get an incredulous "you cycle to Edinburgh, from Fife?!" Then after a few moments reflection "do you have a shower at work then?".
No I sit and reek all day.
To be quite honest, Bentmikey, in my ignorance, I'd have found it hard to believe that skaters were capable of distances and times comparable to cyclists. If I hadn't met you, and seen the evidence with my own eyes, that is. I am glad to be set right on that front! You must surely encounter a lot of disbelief!BentMikey said:On the London to Brighton on skates:
"That's cheating, you've got 8 wheels"
At the start and for the first few miles: "You're not going all the way are you?"
In the latter half: "NOOOoooo, you didn't really skate all the way did you?" No I just zarking teleported here to the middle of nowhere to make funny faces at you.
BentMikey said:On the London to Brighton on skates:
On a more cycling note:
Many people to me on the recumbent: "Ooooh, that looks uncomfortable!!" Are you stupid? How can lounging back on a suspended deckchair with a lovely cushion be uncomfortable in the *SLIGHTEST*?