Regular readers – but more importantly regular riders – will know D’Andy. Since joining the us back in June 2010 he has been a stalwart of the Moles, a man who modestly lists his interests as ‘toad-sexing and the restoration of vintage harmoniums’. He has been, at the very least, entertaining.
D’Andy has introduced us to the limits of Univegas, On-Ones, Paces, Santa Cruzes, Cannondales and all sorts of other bikes. He’s introduced us to the limits of our livers (well, mine at least) as well as broadening our appreciation for Wales if not the Welsh. Last but not least, he’s introduced us to a version of Dandyism that has re-defined the life of a modern fop, not just through bold sartorial choices but in his highly aesthetic approach to gainful employment.
What hopes can inspire a man who already appears to be ‘living the dream’? What challenges can drive a man to strive ever onwards? What opportunities can rouse a man from his metaphorical hearth, cause him to kick off his slippers and ‘knock out his pipe’ one last time?
Well, a relocation to Vancouver for a start. Which is quite a commute.
D’Andy is leaving us, at least until we can blag a trip to Canada. However you know him – as Andy, D’Andy, Dandini, the Dandyman or anything else – we wish him bon voyage.
Here’s a few of his highlights…