reohn2 wrote:keepontriking wrote:1973:............
The hair has now gone
Where?
In some ways its a Good Thing its gone.
<looks at palms of hands to check its not there>
I was in the Pyrennes in 1973 and there was one of those defining moments that is never forgotten.
While browsing all the shiny continental bling in a roadies bike shop, I was appoached from behind with a (in French) "Can I help you madamoiselle?"
When I turned around, my own embarrassment was far excelled by the red face of the shocked and apologetic shop assistant.


