From the Editor

2016 is moving quickly and a fair amount has happened this year so far. Vincenzo Nibali left it late to claim the Giro d'Italia and starts as one of the favourites to win Le Tour, alongside Chris Froome, Alejandro Valverde and Nairo Quintana. Lookout for some challenges from the likes of Warren Barguil, Pierre Rolland and Rafal Majka.

The British team had its familiar success at the UCI World Track Championships in London in March, picking up five golds, with Mark Cavendish and Sir Bradley Wiggins combining in spectacular fashion to take the Men's Madison title.
The World Road Championships take place in Doha in October.

Whitewebbs again host our familiar calendar of events with the customary nine Brinley Lewis evening 10s, club 25, Open 10 for the Fred Meekcoms Memorial Trophy and the hill climb. .

New Club Clothing
Don't forget we have new club clothing - available from Brian Corneloues (01920-870212).


From a personal point of view my season has barely started so I really need to get my act together, but at least I have been keeping fit in other here's a picture of me in action in Antwerp doing my other sport (orienteering!)...



Geoffrey Pamphilon 1937-2016

Geoffrey (Jeff) Pamphilon's Bachelor years in the Whitewebbs Cycling Club

A group of Whitewebbs Club members sadly attended Jeff's Funeral Service in Lowestoft on Friday 26th February and it set me thinking of his early life in the Whitewebbs Cycling Club.

Jeff and I (Alan Avery) first met as 15-year-olds having just left School at Christmas 1952. Jeff had been at Suffolks and I at Albany Road School and we both started work at Eddiswans in Brimsdown Avenue, Jeff as a Pre-Apprentice Joiner in the Carpentry Shop and I as a Pre-Apprentice Toolmaker in the Valve Development Laboratory. It was here that we met for the first time Pete Mallen who was in the Tool room.

We joined The Whitewebbs Cycling Club, Jeff in August and I in October 1954. The Club met at that time in a small room at The Pied Bull Public House but In the New Year moved to a new meeting venue at the Scout's hut at Forty Hall and then to a hut in Ponders End Park. Training started early in the year in those days, and on Sunday we joined the Hard Riders and on Tuesday and Thursday evenings round the loop with the bunch. Jeff started riding Club Time Trials on the F3 & F4 courses and also private rides to improve his times.

For our summer holiday with Ron Weekes and Brian Deadman we cycled to Lands' End and over two weeks had many memorable moments one of which was a Policemen putting his hand up to stop us at the bottom of Countisbury Hill as we came into Lynmouth, but no way could we stop especially as Ron was at the time aiming to be first at the Lynmouth Town sign and we were determined he wouldn't be.

Jeff continued to improve his times over 25, 30 and 50 miles and won The Junior Best All Rounder Cup: this was a new trophy donated by Antony Shawyer's family. We attended Enfield Technical College, Jeff taking City and Guilds, and as in the winter there was no racing, we took the opportunity of going to dances at St Stephens Bush Hill Park, The Royalty Southgate and Student Union Dances at Enfield Tech.

Early in 1956 Jeff rode The Kingsdale Hard Riders 25 (now known as the North Road Hardriders 25) around Cuffley. Over Easter the Club took part in the annual cycle rally on The Isle of Wight and come the summer we had our first venture on the Norfolk Broads with Johny Brittan and Trevor Saunders. This was the first time that I saw Jeff fishing, which he continued to do when he moved to Norfolk, with sea fishing off the beach at Lowestoft.

Jeff won the Club Runs Attendance Shield in 1955 & 1956 and also broke the 30 mile TT record with a time of 1 h 17 m 49sec. As well as Road Racing he also competed on various Hard Tracks and mid- week rode on the Grass Track at Durant's Park. 1958 saw us having a very eventful holiday again on the Norfolk Boards with Trevor Saunders and Bill Green and Frank Rasey, both having just been demobbed from the RAF.

The following week saw Frank, Jeff and I cycle around Wales, Frank persuading us to walk up the Pigs Track to the Summit of Snowdon in cycling shoes! In October we celebrated Jeff's 21st birthday with a party at his house. Come the morning his Dad cooked us all breakfast and then we went out on the club run.

Later that year Jeff was called up into The Royal Artillery to do his two years National Service, being sent first to Oswestry and then to Shoeburyness and while there he was able to take part in Army cycling TT.s.
At one event In Chester Sid Pateman was also riding and was not looking forward to riding back to his camp in Guildford after a 25 TT but to his amazement Jeff and his friends had somehow got Army Transport back to camp so Sid very gratefully was able to hitch a lift back to London where he was dropped off. After demob Jeff was able to again take part in all club activities and also to buy his first car, an A40 Austin Somerset.

Jeff met his future wife Pam at the Royalty Dance hall and after their marriage on 7th Oct. 1967 moved to Lowestoft, where he worked at Brook Marine, working hard on his homes and enjoyed a very happy marriage with Pam and their 3 lovely daughters - his bachelor days were definitely over.

Alan Avery


A Blast from the Past

Back in the early 60's when there were a lot of cycling clubs in north London with a ton of racing members, it was commonplace for some clubs to organise a morning 25 mile TT on Christmas day.

In 1961 I thought it would be a novel idea to ride one, so I duly entered the Ealing Manor 25, starting at 9:30 AM on 25th December. In retrospect a 10 mile event might have seemed more sensible on Christmas morning but these were the days of summer 12 and 24 hr time trials and 10 miles was not considered a serious distance.

I am not sure what the course number was but the start was at at Chalfont St Peter in Buckinghamshire. The start and finish were very close to each other so it was approx 12.5 miles to the turn and back.

The course went up what is now the A413, straight out and back with a "U" turn in the middle of the road (wouldn't do that today)

Early on 25th December 1961 I woke and looked out to see the world had turned white. It was not snow, but a really heavy hoar frost and it was pretty cold with a temperature around 26 deg Fahrenheit (about -3 to -4 deg C)

My mother thought me completely mad to go out on the bike on such a morning, but not to be deterred, I had a good breakfast, put a couple of old tops with a long sleeved racing jersey over them, gloves, woollen racing shorts under jeans, as many socks as I could get into my shoes and got going.

There was no designer kit with fancy materials such as neoprene for gloves or overshoes in those days, so you used whatever came to hand. At the time I lived in High Barnet and the start at Chalfont St Peter was about 18 miles away through Watford and Rickmansworth.

I rode a fixed wheel with a 68in gear which was a good choice for roads that could be slippery. Roads were rarely salted in the 60's so it was a very careful ride to the start, but I got there in good time. The ride out was very quiet as there were few cars around in 1961 compared to today and most sensible people were indoors in the warm.

At the start the sun came out but seemed to make little difference to the cold. There was no need to change clothing and most riders just kept on riding up and down the road near the start trying to keep warm. Sound unbelievable today but there was actually a full field.

I don't remember much about riding the event other than that it was really cold, there were no roundabouts on the course which made staying upright easier, virtually no traffic and being very careful at the turn and I seem to remember the road was gritted in certain places.

I finished in 1:14:23 which under the circumstances I was really pleased with but I had no feeling in my hands or below the waist due to the cold. Lashings of free hot tea with tons of sugar and cake was available after the event and I consumed quite a lot before setting off home, but was later to find it was not enough.

We didn't have much idea about sports nutrition then compared to today, so jam sandwiches plus orange juice to drink with extra sugar was my usual choice, but I hadn't reckoned with the cold.

It was a very slow ride back to Barnet and after only 3 or 4 miles I started to feel the "bonk" coming on and it was then I realized I should have eaten more. Although the temperature had warmed up a bit, it was still around freezing so I had to ride carefully but still fast enough to keep warm.

Anyone who has had severe bonk knows all about the cold sweats, dizziness and arms and legs that have turned to jelly. It was a really hard ride back to Barnet as there were several short but steep hills on the way and after the ride out, the race and not eating enough I was well out of it when I eventually got home.

When I got back my mother said I looked like a ghost when I came in as my face was so white. This soon passed however as it was Christmas day and lunch was just about ready as I arrived, so straight into a hot bath and back down for lots of Christmas food.

Nigel Taylor