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'Yep,it'sbeenhereeversince.Itwasalovelylookingwheelbackthen.Atypeofwagon
wheel, I guess. All this middle bit was wooden but it's rotted away over the years and all
that's left is this metal rim. They phoned me up a few years back and asked if I still had it.
I told them the wood had gone, but they could come and pick up the rest if they wanted. I
never heard from them again.'
We were best friends with Michael Eavis by this point. Or, should I say Mikey Boy, as
he liked us to call him. After we chatted for a bit longer he told us we could call him The
Mickster, and then a while later we got to call him Eavo. By the time we left, we had dis-
pensed with names all together, and had established our own special handshake, that only
Ben, Eavo and I understood. We were inseparable.
After some long farewell hugs and a tearful goodbye we got back on our bikes and left
his farm. In doing this we had surpassed the two losers with the big wheel.
It was 3pm and we had cycled a total of five miles in six hours. 1.2 mph was not par-
ticularly impressive progress. We had missed lunch and so pressed on to get to Bath before
the end of the day. The A39 skirted around the city of Wells, which they say is a pleasant
market town. I'll have to take 'their' word for it, as we didn't get to see it. The film
Hot
Fuzz
was filmed mostly in Wells. FACT.
After Wells, there were several long uphill sections that turned our legs to mush. We
were feeling the effects of a fry-up being our only source of energy for the day.
From high up on the hill when we first saw it, Bath looked like any other city. From the
ground level, however, it was particularly beautiful.
Pinky and The Falcon reached record speeds as we screeched into the town centre at
about 5.30pm, tired and desperate for lunch. I was ravenous, but Ben had other things on
his mind.
'There's a policeman!' shouted Ben. 'I'll go and ask him if they have any bikes at the
station.'
'But… uh… wait… can't we...'
It was too late. Ben had dropped his bike and was chasing a policeman up the street.
After a few minutes of animated nodding and gesticulating he returned.
'That policeman says we could try the station down here. It's just down this road, turn
right, then left, then right and then it's on the left. He says you can't miss it. Come on, we
might as well go there now and have a look.'
'For new bikes?' I asked.
'No, to hand ourselves in. Of course for new bikes, you bellend.'
'Can't we try and get food first? The police station will still be there later, but I might
not be if we don't eat soon.'
'Alright, but we'll definitely give it a try later, yeah?'
'Yeah, yeah.'
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