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I feel a bit embarrassed today. I have no idea what I was doing twenty years ago when Madiba was released from prison. I do remember that I on 11 February 1990, I was 24, lived in Tableview and drove a 1976 Ford Escort called Sunshine. I don’t think I even knew who Nelson Mandela [...]

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Mr Muffin was due to start his 20th Argus Cycle Tour one hour before me, so to while away the time before entering my starting chute I took refuge from the hurricane in a sleazy cafeteria. The type with greasy tables, cracked tiles and the sign that says ‘Credit only given to people over the [...]

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January: Decided that being phoned on the beach on 3 January by clients whose VAT payments had bounced, sucked. So I gave up my business. Still a few clinging to the apron strings. February: Played soccer with Flutts and clare. Still limping. March: Did my 13th Argus Cycle Tour, marshalled, cycled and handed out medals [...]

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The road glistens from the night rain. Droplets splash up onto my legs as the wheels slice through the wet. Frogs call to each other across the valley, a concert of surround sound. Watery sunbeams filter through the leaves of the Sweet Chestnuts, dappling the road. Sweat dribbles down my face. Wiping it away, I [...]

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The dulcet tones of Phil Liggett resound through the house. It’s the only time of year we have anything other than SABC. Tour de France time. Yesterday was Stage Three. I confess to a bit of a gril when a pack of cyclists heads towards the camera. But every now and then the pleasure is [...]

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The numbered green blocks are approximately where the pics were taken:

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Ryan stood astride his bike, at the front of his group.  He’d worked hard to get his B-seeding.  He’d ride in the League next year.  Maybe he’d even qualify for Giro.  That would be awesome.  

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He grinned at his reflection in the mirror.  He looked good and he knew it.  He winked at himself, took a deep breath and pushed out his chest.  All those hours at the gym had paid off. “Ryan, your breakfast’s getting cold.” He sighed. “Ja ma, I’m coming”

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I was planning to write a piece on why cycling is bad for your teeth.  I thought it was quite a good idea at the time.  I would have covered various reasons why people with teeth shouldn’t cycle.   The piece would have explored the orthodontic angle;  starting by explaining that the air pressure in a [...]

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