Twinkly Dave – Mud splattered bicycle and pizza enthusiast Growing old disgracefully

November 28, 2008

renewing the old

Filed under: lunacy - other peoples,new car — dgpowell @ 11:54 am

First up: yay! The Triffids are coming back. Now they just need to remake the Tripods and Airwolf and i can get back to being a child again (or rather, more of a child than i currently am).

Secondly, I now definately own my car – dropping it off at the dealers yesterday afternoon I was greeted with “you’re not mr draper?” from the head honcho…who seemed to know every one of the car’s previous owners personally. I explained that said mr draper had sold the car because he was too ill to drive anymore (this is what i was told by the salesman at the garage where i bought the car earlier in the year) and was immediately presented with a barrage of questions about mr draper’s current health.
Obviously i knew nothing about how mr draper had been doing since selling his car to a garage just over half a year ago…and felt a bit guilty about not being able to keep the dealership informed about his ups and downs, so i offered some non committal answers such as “mmm”, “yes i think so” and several awkward laughs until the conversation moved on to just who i was.
My name, phone number and postcode (feeling slightly dirty revealing i live in PR1 and not some leafy suburb) were typed into the computer and mr draper was gone forever.

The details on the computer now changed, the head honcho and I went back to my car to do a “pre service visual check”.
It began with head honcho telling me “this isn’t any sort of judgement on you, it’s just for our records”, immediately after which he set about judging me on the state of the car.
A car which is, I now know, utterly covered in scratches and dents that I’d never noticed. I had always thought it was in good nick visually, but thankfully the repetition of “oh, that’s quite a sizable crease”, “there’s some pretty serious scuffing here” and “oop, another scratch there” relieved me of that belief in double quick time. Any credibility I still had after letting myself down with my lack of knowledge about mr draper was gone by the time we reached the rear bumper. Totally.

I was close to just running away and never coming back by the time we’d done a full lap of the car and as he turned the key in the ignition, only to be belted with Radio 1 blaring out of the speakers I had to bite my lip to stop a flood of apologies from pouring out. He wrote something down on the service documents as I stood with my head hung in shame, claiming it was the mileage, but I’m pretty sure I saw the words “obvious bad driver” and “awful taste in music – do not leave alone in reception, may steal pens” next to my name.

I have to go back there later to receive my pennance for being an awful member of society. I’m not expecting it to be cheap, especially as I’ve worn the brakes out and managed to knacker to lock on the tailgate in the short time since mr draper allowed me use of his old car…thank god i washed it and hoovered up inside last week though, eh? can you imagine what they would have thought of me if it’d turned up as dirty as it was at the start of the month?!

{THIS POST MAY CONTAIN HIGH LEVELS OF MELODRAMA}

November 25, 2008

A post about the weather

Filed under: bikes,new car,rubbish weather — dgpowell @ 12:20 pm

sorry, I’m sure you’ve heard it all before, but anyway.

Thursday afternoon/evenings ride started OK but went downhill weather wise as the sun set. Riding over Quernmore towards the Trough of Bowland was actually scary as I couldn’t see the road, just a haze of rain being lit up by the bar mounted lights. Even when i could make out where the ground was (!) the heavyness of said rain, along with the stupidly strong gusting wind just ripped the water back up off the floor creating a shimmering, unintelligible mess.
For a good 30 minutes or so I navigated my way round the pitch black country roads by watching the hedges on either side of the tarmac. God knows how i didn’t crash or wipe out.

Friday’s after work ride was accompanied by rather apologetic weather – all quiet and calm after the previous nights tantrum and wasn’t too bad, though i was a tad tired so just cruised and span my legs out for a few hours.

Sunday’s weather was a full on winter attack, lots of freezing cold rain and gusty winds. I wore lots of clothes and managed to stay nice and warm for the whole ride. The cross bike lost big chunks of it’s brake pads round rivi, darwen tower etc…and big long strips or it’s rims too – scary stuff.

Yesterday’s ride was just miserable. OK so it hardly rained and remained sunny for the vast majority of the day, but the wind was so strong and so constant that everything became either an “i’m getting knowhere” slog or stupidly fast “i’m not tring but i’ve run out of gears” spin. I felt pretty drained too, which didn’t help.
Oh and it was bloody cold.
Oh and my HRM died, boo.
On the plus side, the new torq recovery stuff I’ve got is delicious – banana and mango, yum. It’s just like a smoothie when you make it twice as strong as it should be (i’m allowed to do that cos i ride for chuffing ages, so nerr).

Got to book the car in for a service this week, the brakes are making the kind of noise all my bikes make whenever i pull the levers, so they must be worn out! I dred to think how much it’ll cost – nothing’s gone wrong with it or owt, but I forsee lots of little jobs being needed to keep it going as nicely as it has done so far. It’s never missed a service in it’s entire life (and I got it 3rd hand) from the main dealer, so i’m going to take it back to them to carry on (and, completely coincidentally, they’re based near to Rivi, so i *may* have to ride home after dropping it off…)
I cleaned it for the first time since I got it back in April over the weekend in anticipation of it’s service (well, i ran it through the drive-through car wash thing…on the cheapest setting) and swept out a season’s worth of race-course mud from the back of it. Not only is it easy to cram loads of bike kit in, but it’s simple to wipe clean afterwards, ace!
The air freshners in it are worn out though…unless they were “scent of sweaty rider and damp soil” ones…

November 20, 2008

No. 1 tent

Filed under: lunacy - other peoples — dgpowell @ 12:30 pm

Terry‘s over in New Zealand living the life of a drifter right now.
You’ve just got to love his current home address – click the pic for the details:

check the invoice address

I wonder if that would work over here in Blighty?!

November 19, 2008

I am 69% man

Filed under: bikes — dgpowell @ 11:51 am

apparently:

http://www.genderanalyzer.com/?url=www.twinklydave.com

(link nicked from trio)
Given that I have never met (or even heard of) any females called Dave, a scarily small percentage of that 69 must be from my writing style. Hmm.
I did find myself empathising with several characters on the TV last night…a little too much…and I’ve been craving grilled cheese all day, so I’m starting to worry that I might be a pregnant woman.
and i’m sure my bum looks fat in these trousers* 😀

I was all man yesterday though; another 108mile ride, slightly different towards the end to last weeks route as I added more hills, but still managed to get round in the same amount of time, with a slightly lower average heart rate.
It got dark halfway round this time as well, but that just made it more fun (and if you can’t see the climbs they can’t be all that bad, eh?) and I’d had just over 3hrs of full on scenery to enjoy, so I didn’t feel like i was missing out on anything.

I’m doing it again on thursday…and hoping I can get a “three in a row”, with nice dry weather again. It’s been great the past two times, clear skies and views for miles, with almost no wind and dry(ish) roads…I should really take a camera so you can see what i keep waffling about, but if i do that I’m pretty much guaranteed 0 visability…are you worth it? I’m not so sure 😉

*i shall stop stereotyping women now

November 17, 2008

real ale wobble

Filed under: bikes,food/booze,rubbish weather — dgpowell @ 11:44 am

Yeah, ’twas good.
Every year I’ve done it I’ve got cold while out on the ride, so this year I wore full on winter kit only to be faced with unseasonably warm temperatures. Oh well.
the welsh weather lived up to it’s reputation in other ways though – drizzle, heavy drizzle, mist and low lying cloud hung around for the whole ride. It had obviously been hanging round for weeks before we turned up as well as some parts of the course where ‘top-of-the-wheel’ deep puddles…any warantees on any parts of my drivechain that were still in place at the start of the ride where long gone by then end!

beer glasses

That pic was taken 2.5hrs after we got to the pub…and 2.5hrs before we called it a night. Nice.
Some good ales were supped – Outstanding’s “Ginger” was the most notable, simply for being, well, very gingery. No real bad ‘uns this time round, though the wide ranging sampling left me with quite a headache on the Saturday morning. 35 miles in the sopping wet sorted that out well enough.

Everyone seemed to enjoy it – those of us staying in the luxury chalets, equipped with showers, heating, tellie and brew making facilities seemed happiest…well, we were the cleanest anyway!

Rich and I nipped to Llandegla (sp) on the way home to sample it’s wares. We stuck to the red route and decided that the first half was much better than the second and that it deserved another visit so we could check out the black options and make a day of it.

My front brake appears to be leaking slightly, which is a bit of an arse, but luckily spare parts seem to cost a pittance…and they needed a good service anyway.

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