The Duff couldn’t enjoy his spin today. With baby Duff about to arrive any time he forced the peloton to stop every 5 minutes because he thought he heard his phone ringing. He had the baby intercoms with him hoping that the current wife could speak to him when she needed to but Scarva proved to be a bit out of range. “Well at least I can cycle to the labour ward” he said “and sit there in my lycra, the nurses will love it.” The Marzipan Man wasn’t enjoying his spin either. He was having discomfort in his lumbar region due to lashings of sit ups and crunches to make his six pack show through his Square Wheels top. It looked more like an 8 pack from a distance.
Scarva tea rooms was busier than Moy Square after a Nathan Carter concert. The MC made the catch of the day with French Toast and maple syrup topped off with a couple of slices of chunky bacon. “Full of protein” he said. The Sandbagger was looking on with foam around his gob. He was on a fancy protein diet so was trying his best not to eat anything even though it seemed to be killing him. The staff of the tea rooms were under pressure as The Secretary, The Londoner and The Rushmere Man all ordered full breakfasts. As for the ladies in the group they opted for the coffee and scones not wanting to slow themselves down with anything bigger. Mrs Schleck had cream on her coffee while The Social Cyclist sat on her own so she could enjoy her Irish coffee not having to share it. Most of the restaurant was taken up by 25 Square Wheelers or so. The Digestives Man had no biscuits with him today and when the Swailer’s coffee hadn’t arrived after 10 minutes he started harassing the staff.
The main chat during the break was of the Giro once more and how everyone is looking forward to it. There was talk of the Italians who are coming over to join the Square Wheels for the Grand Partenza and more talk of the 12 or so Square Wheelers who are going over to Italy for the Grand Finale. Five star accommodation is promised in Italy along with buckets of Italian red and white which explains why the Schleck twins are looking forward to it.
It had been a nice spin in milder conditions for the 3 groups of cyclists. Rumour has it that The Colnago Man and The Tone arrived in the Square at 10 am for the spin but then realised that they had forgotten to put the clocks forward. The group had sailed against a stiff breeze from Moy to Portadown and then followed PeeGee on a mystery tour to Lawrencetown, Banbridge and Scarva. The traffic lights were impeccably observed by all. Once out of Scarva the scent of the Tayto crisps lured us to Tandragee and then scent of the slurry lured us to Hamiltonsbawn. The speed picked up slightly as the downhills took us to Armagh where Sir Alex thought about phoning the white van man once more.
From Armagh the pace picked up slightly as the groups took the opportunity to use it as a rehearsal for next Thursday evening’s time trial. The Duff swapped his place at the front with PeeGee and then the MC stepped in and when they got back to the Square The Sandbagger was waiting for them. All hands were keen to get home earlier than usual to celebrate Mothers’ Day, but it had been another nice spin of almost 50 miles at a pace to suit all!
Scarva tea rooms was busier than Moy Square after a Nathan Carter concert. The MC made the catch of the day with French Toast and maple syrup topped off with a couple of slices of chunky bacon. “Full of protein” he said. The Sandbagger was looking on with foam around his gob. He was on a fancy protein diet so was trying his best not to eat anything even though it seemed to be killing him. The staff of the tea rooms were under pressure as The Secretary, The Londoner and The Rushmere Man all ordered full breakfasts. As for the ladies in the group they opted for the coffee and scones not wanting to slow themselves down with anything bigger. Mrs Schleck had cream on her coffee while The Social Cyclist sat on her own so she could enjoy her Irish coffee not having to share it. Most of the restaurant was taken up by 25 Square Wheelers or so. The Digestives Man had no biscuits with him today and when the Swailer’s coffee hadn’t arrived after 10 minutes he started harassing the staff.
The main chat during the break was of the Giro once more and how everyone is looking forward to it. There was talk of the Italians who are coming over to join the Square Wheels for the Grand Partenza and more talk of the 12 or so Square Wheelers who are going over to Italy for the Grand Finale. Five star accommodation is promised in Italy along with buckets of Italian red and white which explains why the Schleck twins are looking forward to it.
It had been a nice spin in milder conditions for the 3 groups of cyclists. Rumour has it that The Colnago Man and The Tone arrived in the Square at 10 am for the spin but then realised that they had forgotten to put the clocks forward. The group had sailed against a stiff breeze from Moy to Portadown and then followed PeeGee on a mystery tour to Lawrencetown, Banbridge and Scarva. The traffic lights were impeccably observed by all. Once out of Scarva the scent of the Tayto crisps lured us to Tandragee and then scent of the slurry lured us to Hamiltonsbawn. The speed picked up slightly as the downhills took us to Armagh where Sir Alex thought about phoning the white van man once more.
From Armagh the pace picked up slightly as the groups took the opportunity to use it as a rehearsal for next Thursday evening’s time trial. The Duff swapped his place at the front with PeeGee and then the MC stepped in and when they got back to the Square The Sandbagger was waiting for them. All hands were keen to get home earlier than usual to celebrate Mothers’ Day, but it had been another nice spin of almost 50 miles at a pace to suit all!