J_L, no need to apologize as there was no greater '
NUT' than me when it came to cycling, I thought it then but I know it now! In those days I always wondered why I was always alone on the road, the fact was no one could keep up. When I first moved to Holland a bunch of top racing lads used to come and get me in the morning to go out training. After two weeks not one turned up anymore!
I can well imagine that at the turn of the last century (1900) there was a huge interest in British cycling as the first ever recorded cycle race was won by an English man, this was held in a Paris park. The French have hated us ever since
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The first edition of the world championship, that I won in 1967, was held in 1922 at Liverpool, I think. It was run off as a time trail under very secret conditions and it was a wonder that one or two foreigners turned up, and no wonder that an English man, Dave Marsh, won. There after it was run off in different countries as a proper road race, and no other English man won again until I came along in 1967.
At the finish I was still trying to catch my breath when a Dutch journalist said to me "did you know that this is the first British win in 45 years" I replied, "yes and Britain will have to wait another 45 years for the next one!". Sounds big headed doesn't it? It wasn't meant that way, it was just a lament of British cycling. Well 40 years have passed and this week I had a call from a journalist in France. He remembered my prophesy and spent 2 hours on the phone interviewing me about it. It will be published in Britain next year in "Pro Cycling" mag. One of the questions he asked me "why was it that British cyclists these days, even though millions of public lottery money is being pumped into the sport, can't achieve what I did on Dutch bangers and mash?".
J_L, as a keen spotter in the 60's, did you ever go to Bagington for the "Kings Cup" air races?
Will close now as it's getting too long, again.