Bit of a Cock-up

Muswell Hill Peloton have several channels of communication. For example, there is a Facebook page, a Strava page and an e-mail group. Text and mobile phone are other popular methods of contact.

Some members eschew the joys of Facebook and Strava, so the email group is currently in vogue. Most likely, due to the failing eyesight of the majority of the peloton, texting will become extinct as the messages become more garbled and illegible.

This morning, via the e-mail group, Pistol organised a recovery ride around Regents Park. His three e-mails each proposed a different start time, 06:45, 07:00, and 07:45 which meant that nobody was sure when to meet up.

No problem.

However, The Wattmeister set his alarm for 06:45 and remarked to the Wattmeisterin:

“It’s 06:45, the guys are meeting at the shop for RP laps.”

Fifteen minutes later,

” It’s 07:00, the guys are meeting at the shop for RP laps.”

Forty five minutes later,

” It’s 07:45, the guys are meeting at the shop for RP laps.”

Soon after, an ambulance pulled up outside Wattmeister Castle,

” Who’s that for?” asked TW

” It’s getting worse,” whispered The Wattmeisterin to the man in the white coat, “now he doesn’t even know his own name”.

However, the problems really started during assessment when The Wattmeister claimed he was King of the Mountain at the Sprint to Ridge sign. Nodding knowingly, the doctor injected him with something (bit like the old days), and threw away the key.

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