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8th February 2015, 10:55 PM
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Pedal Power
The Joys of cycling, the wind in your hair, the scenery and above all the quietness around you.
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8th February 2015, 11:22 PM
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Re: Pedal Power
Crikey Hugh, My nerves are shot to pieces after watching that
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9th February 2015, 12:04 AM
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Re: Pedal Power
Always remember my old man, After he finished on the dock, He went for an interview for a job as an ice cream seller, Sounded great Company Transport Provided, Own Round, Good wage for the right applicant, Got to Pendleton's ice cream factory on the dock road, This guy offered him the job, I have a clean driving licence my old man said, No need for that he said, As he wheeled out a bloody big 3 wheel bicycle, Now the thing is he said you mustn't stop peddling as it keeps the box freezer on the front working and it won't thaw out before you have completed your sales, Best of luck bye............The bike and the ice cream was found at the top of Breeze hill about an hour later abandoned, My old mam asked him how he got on with the interview for the job........ When he could breath he told her all the jobs had gone
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9th February 2015, 12:31 AM
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Marian, Peter, My old man was a real character one funny guy, They don't come along like him very often believe me, He got a job on the local railway after that episode where he worked until he was 65 and retired he suffered from emphysema which in the end took him, One xmas my mam and my sister where going shopping my old man was alone watching his horses on the goggle box, I still live what was 5 doors away from them, My mam called in and asked me to blow up 100 balloons for the local clubs xmas party later that afternoon, I sneaked into the house and threw the 100 balloons on his sofa without him knowing, Gave it 10 minutes and rang him, Dad just had a call from me mam she forgot to tell you, Will you blow them 100 balloons up on the sofa before they get back there for the kids party today, Put the phone down quick.................... In he bounces with this bloody big hand full of balloons, Tell your Mother she knows what to do with that Lot,
Last edited by Doc Vernon; 9th February 2015 at 01:10 AM.
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9th February 2015, 11:58 AM
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At the age of 14 I set out on the best holiday of my life. I had been cutting the grass at my uncle Dave's hotel for what seemed like years. He gave me drinks and eats, while retaining my 'pay'. This he put towards buying his bicycle, which he no longer used. It was a beautiful old 3-speed Raleigh, with chainguard, carrier panier over and alongside the back wheel etc etc. When I had finally earned what he reckoned was enough, he threw in a pup tent, bike repair kit, and small Primus. I removed the chainguard, turned the handlebars upside down, and voila, I spent the whole 1955 summer holidays cycling right round Scotland. Lucky me, it was one of the driest summers on record, and I remember only one brief shower of rain. That was just before I reached the top of the Rest and be Thankful. It was a long haul getting up there from Arrochar. But down the other side I went for miles and miles and miles without having to pedal, nearly all the way to Inverary. I lived off the land, without once visiting a grocer for supplies, and I can still vividly remember some of the details. Including the Duke of Argylle's gillie telling me to get my tent the h*** out of there!
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