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The game isn’t over until the Hurling Queen sings . . . she may look like she plays sweet music but it is not a song you want to hear.

Dear Maccers, Thanks for that 4 hour spin around Loch Katrine – probably the best cycle route in all the Shire. I am currently on route to South Africa by way of Carrick-on-Shannon – I didn’t get to see you before I left but make sure to look after the House.

I was out riding with DQ the other day (more on him later this week) and I punctured. These things are never my fault so naturally I tried to blame him . . . “that old chestnut” was his response. I was actually due one but at the same time I was a little gutted. [...]

Did you know that my brother and I were fancy dress champs, Barry McGuigan was called the Cyclone and my Mum could’t spell Dennis !? I was an armchair athlete for most of 

I just finished my run on Saturday afternoon and was stretching and checking out some of the Vintage cars that were parked outside of the Heythrop Park Hotel. 2 old pensioner magnets who looked liked extras from ‘the last of Summer Wine’ rocked up beside me with some fat cigars “you wouldn’t happen to have a light [...]

Date: April 25th 2009 Session: 4hrs hilly ride Training partners: Specialized Tarmac, Willy Watts and David McNamee (ladies call him Maurice) Fuel: A large bar of Nougat, 65p from the corner shop (corner shop also used to supply ‘black doctor’ and ‘code brown emergency towels’) Weather: some boys were a walking past our house with [...]