Issue 122

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…as you turned sixteen. I reminded Dick about the Wolseley the other day and we both remembered the other as having been responsible for dinging it at some stage. I’m pretty sure I wasn’t the guilty party, but I do remember a hairy moment on the Summit Road with a few of my friends on…

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.. Mum’s dad Norman, on the other hand, was as bald as a badger (what does that mean?) well before he died at the frighteningly young age of 55. I can remember touching his clammy pate when we were jumping all over him at the end of the day as he tried to relax with…

..a glass of water. But after a few kilometres of uphill a rest was definitely called for so we glided in with all the grace of our combined one hundred and thirty-two years could muster. Which was limited. So there we sat outside on the sunny veranda, two OMILs (Old Men In Lycra), Doug with…