Veg and Nom have to be honest; they couldn't get out of bed this morning, so the Vegmobile MkII (yay!!) and the Nom Travelling Device (NTD) were left in the care of the giant spider and they staggered up to work like big lazy lumps.
Meanwhile, Fromage had succeeded in cramming the Vegmobile Mk1 (hitherto known as the Cheesemobile or Brie-Velo) into the back of his car. Showing far more enthusiasm than any of us expected, he rushed to the local cycle shop and returned to display his shiny red helmet in the office (OK, if I hadn't said it, someone else would).
Corporal Odd attended his first squiffy handlebar support group tonight and will be frequenting their premises until the end of the week, when hopefully he will be reunited with Frankenodd's Monster, a half-steel, half-aluminium creation which will hopefully hold together better than the Oddsmobile Mk1. Alum keys, superglue and green stuff at the ready...
Veg and Nom cycled around 5 miles tonight, to Cleckheaton and back, but had to go home because Nom was cold. Blood like water that one...he doesn't know that he's leaving work early, cycling home and then across to Dewsbury tomorrow before he can have his tea.
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