So I’ve got this mate who is as keen as they get when it comes to cycling. To them, the best start to a day is to get out on the bike and sneak in a few miles before work. Foul weather or fine, muddy trails and water crossings make no difference, as long as they are out and about on two wheels, that’s what matters. So, I was particularly taken aback to find they don’t do hills. Or rather, they do them because they have to, in the same way that you have to finish your Brussels sprouts before you can have dessert.
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Category: Global Warming Malarkey
5 years and counting
I first decided I wanted to come to China when we studied Chinese history at O level. Everyone else did the traditional WW2 gig, for some reason our teacher decided on an alternative path. We hurtled through the dynasties, paused for breath at the Boxer rebellion and rolled on to Mao Zedong (or Mao Tse-Tung before he changed his name) and Jiong Jieshi (the politician formerly known as Chiang KaiShek) before grinding to an abrupt halt at 2nd December 1949. It was if nothing of interest happened after that as far as the Oxford Examination Board was concerned. We still had time left so we padded out our knowledge with British parliamentary reform in the 20th century. I think our class must have had the most warped perspective of any examination candidates that year.