A bit of gaffer tape and some cable ties added at Great Easton to your superb handywork to help him along the way, looking at the finishers list, he made it back in time.
Ah, that's good to here. I don't often understand the words health and safety, but he wanted the shoe attached to the pedal at St Ives, and I must admit to suggesting to him it might be a bad idea to be fixed in like that. Bit easier to ride though.
A tandem rocked up with an old gumwall "World Tour" tyre that I can only guess was fitted at a previous control, I didn't catch their number, but I hope they made it.
That was another story. The fact they got to St Easten is encouraging. As you say - hope they made it.
I'd virtually packed all the stuff away at 1.30 and an Italian chap rolled into the control on foot holding a wheel, with a massive gash [not bootable] and two broken spokes. Wow, it's my lucky day/early morning! Turned out he's gone over/or dropped into something most definitely not tyre friendly in St Ives at the start of the busway and been picked up in the park and ride by three young lads who happened to be hanging around there! His wife was left to mind the tandem in the park and ride while the lads drove our Italian rider back to the control. Must admit to a big slumping of general mental well-being at this point when I saw the wheel. You've got to be kidding me - not now, surely? I had plenty of spokes, but our tyre supply was pretty depleted, so we raided Phil Dysons emergency supply that he'd bought with him - one of which was the one you mention. It looked old, but not that worn. But dated.
And it was the biggest tyre in the selection, and for the tandem [large rim] probably the best we could offer.
Fair play to the lads who bought him over. They were cool and played a part in saving their ride. They hung around watching me fix the wheel and then they took him back to the park and ride to a wife and tandem reunion. They were asking all kinds of questions about what was going on etc
'Is this what you do for a living'?
'No, I'm just here this week helping out fixing bikes'
'How much do you get for doing it'?
'Nothing, we're all volunteers.'
'How long you been here'
'Since Saturday?'
[bit of a pause]
'What all week'?
'Yeah, all week, this is the last night, I'd almost packed everything away when you all showed up'.
'All week and you don't get anything'
'No....but we get all of our food thrown in and somewhere to sleep'.
Look on his face expressed complete bewilderment. Big comprehension failure going on at this point.
I looked at them wondering what on earth they were all hanging around in a park and ride in the early hours of Friday morning and they looked at me thinking what the hell is he doing in a school fixing a wheel at 1.30 in the morning?