Fish and Chips

He knew where the others would go to practice. Old Mount Barker Road. Sweezus pedalled off in that direction.

Soon he came to a wide bend at the base of the climb. Farky, The VeloDrone and Le Bon David were standing at the side of the road, deep in discussion. Sweezus stopped before they saw him and hid behind a tree to listen in.

Fish and chips, said Le Bon David. That's what we'll be having.

Good, said The VeloDrone. I like fish and chips.

Me too, said Farky.

Then you must come too, said Le Bon David.

Sweezus was intrigued. He was also a little annoyed. He had hoped to hear that Farky had been dropped from the team, due to his inability to ride a bike. But obviously Farky had already made it up to here.

Sweezus decide to go ahead with Plan Two. He wheeled his bike back a suitable distance, mounted it and started up the hill, riding past Team Philosophe at top speed.

Woohoo! said The VeloDrone. That's that young Sweezus fellow. Look at him go! Hey there! Sweezus! Stop a minute!

Sweezus stopped, and turned back.

Oh it's you, he said. What are you doing out here?

As if you didn't know, said Farky.

We're training for the Tour de France, said Le Bon David. Want to join our team? We call ourselves Team Philosophe.

Oh wow! said Sweezus. This is an honour! Thanks guys. Yes I will!

It's not that much of an honour, said The VeloDrone. But welcome on board. Right chaps, up the hill and down, and then it's fish and chips!