I am Aunty Mable!!

Is anyone familiar with Aunty Mable, and her dog Pippins? It's a kids programme and my children loved it. Anyway she's an 'ordinary' (like everyone has an aircraft in their back garden) woman. Anyway, it's all about the ordinary but yet really interesting folk she meets on her fairly local adventurous travels. It's like I take Ziggy for a ride, and my adventures begin. I called at Tesco first and picked up a pot of portable porridge in case Dezza 4gets tomorrow, when he arrives with Kev, and Wendy.

I was on the main Road, when this cyclist asked me to 'pull' in. So I knew, that s'thing was up, or I knew him, bearing in mind that a few folk know me!! I 'pulled' in. Now do you recall about a week ago, I got into a greasy mess oooh er, with a man who lives round the corner? It was him. We agreed that this was not the place to be standing talking about geeky things. And went for a coffee. I can't say too much in case he reads, but the guy is so into riding light!! (do you get the pic) ..........enough said!!

He was explaining, how he used to live in London, was banned from driving......urm medically, now I didn't want to pry (me? as if) 'In case I kill s'one with the car' But all seems to be ok, when he can just cycle away, with his extra light everything, and pitch a tent. He said how he'd met (cough cough) the guy I'd my first intimate relationship with. (well, he doesn't know that!) who' also had some kind of break down. And he too had turned to cycling. Now all 3 of us, had gone to the best school in Sheffield, and had afluent upbringings (them more so). We'd all 'failed' to conform. And we were better people for it.

I've invited him round when my cyclist friends are here. Which reminds me...could you phone please Kev? ta

Btw, in case big bruvs reading to catch up; Mums delightful. x