Tonight (a few days after finishing the ride) I bumped into an old friend,
Michael, who told me I had left a strand of this blog unresolved. 'How was
the bike?' he asked. Wonderful. Yes, for the first few days I had a sore
behind - and actually I had to lavish Savlon there more than once - and in
the first days also sore shoulders; but I think that speaks more about my
posture than about the light, strong, responsive bike that my friends in
Birmingham (Taiwan?) supplied. The bike did its job uncomplainingly and
brilliantly. Oh, and while I'm on postscripts: Sabina and I were made to
feel like champions when we turned up in Edinburgh on the way home. I was
even presented with a quaich.
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