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I'd say the best he can hope for is a ten minute run out towards the end just to get the cap under his belt and future proof him having an Irish granny or something.

My first cycle ride into town as an 11 year old was when the Argus were doing a sticker poster for the world cup finals in 1982 and I wanted to go and get it as soon as it was available so I could stick Steve Foster in. Took a lot of persuading of my mother to let me go, but my trusty Grifter...