I don’t know why this makes me feel so giddy, especially since I was haggled down on the price by him, but I just sold an old bike to Jacques Anquetil’s grand nephew, Hubert. It’s doubtful I would have the opportunity to be swindled by a relative of a 5-time Tour de France winner if I was still living in Canada.
It’s the little things…
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Its a good thing too because you’re far more cultured now that you do live in France. In Canada most people wouldn’t know who Jacques was unless he played center for the Montreal Canadiens. LOL
Jacques Plante! Not center, though..
Now that did make me laugh out loud… Nothing like name dropping.
It was one of the first things he said to me on the phone. I think he was softening me up…
Yup. Maybe I should try that at my local shop… “I’m superstar blogger Bgddy Jim, don’t ya know?!” LOL.
I would be happy to swindle you at any time. I will forward you a list of my distinguished forebears.
I’m easily impressed, so give it a go.
Very cool. My memory is he also won Paris-Nice five times.
Yes, you would know that 😉
He was quite the controversial character. Wildly paraphrasing, my memory is that some enterprising investigative journalist asked him about drugs, and he said essentially,… duh, use your brain, sonny. There is a bio (on my list, not yet read) I think called Sex, Lies and Handlebar Tape.