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Pickwick	Bicycle	Club	Magazine																		Volume	14																													No.2		October	2017							@19


    George - The Embarrassed Gentleman goes travelling….
                            and finds the Grand Fondo del Po


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       Friday 3  March saw Mrs Phiz (Lesley) and I up early and heading to Bristol along the M5
    to  meet  Lesley’s  friend  Karen,  my  daughters’  godmother,  who  was  visiting  from  New
    Zealand. We were then flying to Venice, and catching a train
    to Ferrara to see our daughter Gina for a long weekend. Our
    journey  was  uneventful,  and  we  arrived  in  Ferrara  some
    eleven hours after leaving Shropshire. The journey was well
    worth  it,  just  to  see  this  beautiful  city!  Our  reasons  for
    being there were simple. Karen was here, her god-daughter
    was  in  Ferrara.  Gina  was  there  on  a  six-month  placement
    from Cardiff University, studying Spanish and Italian. Gina
    had enjoyed the previous six months in Mexico City where
    she turned a hesitant Spanish into an almost fluent ability.   					GeorgeTEG,	Mrs	Phiz,&	Gina

        The ‘normal’ George the Embarrassed Gentleman came out Friday night as we enjoyed the
    local  cuisine  with  more  than  a  little  local  wine,  excellent  food  &  drink  for  an  extremely
    reasonable price. The next day we escalated the event to the ‘walking and looking’ phase. As
    we wandered towards the very impressive castle in the centre of the walled city, I could
    hear the voices yelling through the PA, and my limited skill in Italian recognised “bicicletta”,
    “corso della gara” and “Gran Fondo del Po”. I was off and moving towards the source of the
    blast  of  words.  It  transpired  that  our  trip  to  Ferrara  had  (neatly!)  dove-tailed  into  a
    weekend of bicycle racing of the grandest type – all amateur and typically full-on Italian!




                               The Saturday was a veteran’s (bikes and/or riders) event.
                               The ‘arrival’ was a fairly quiet affair, with at most around
                               fifty  or  sixty  people  applauding  the  riders  home.  There
                               followed a very grand ceremony with lots of comments over
                               the  (VERY)  loud  PA,  and  some  well  thought  out  prizes,
                               although  none-of  us  could  work  out  what  they  were!  We
                               wandered away and took a look around the town, and did the
                               tourist thing and walked all the way to the bottom dungeon,
                               and the top tower (see picture) of the castle.
    Vintage	Bikes	and	spares	for	sale		
    including	a	1934	Ganna	5-speed
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