Loyal readers will remember the sad tale of the Correspondent and his tragic loss, the little ridden Eurofighter, only a few months ago. Now, whilst us mere mortals would likely lick our wounds (well, maybe not if they looked like his) and reconsider our return to the road, the 'C' decided to use his recuperation period to rethink his entire being as a cyclist. Not only did he think about what bike he might next wish to have, but he also, along with his equally spoke-minded brother, decided he would become the UK distributor for that bike.
And so behold the Correspondent and Il Correspondito (his little brother has a bit of a thing about Italy - he even went so far as to marry into 'The Family') are now the official UK distributors for Ciocc bikes. Ciocc (pronounced 'church' I have been slightly patronisingly informed) could well be considered the ultimate in sleeping giants of Italian exotica. With both a rich heritage in cold war racing as well as producing arguably some of the sleekest framesets currently known to man it's quite safe to say that the boys are onto something.
Now, I don't intend for one second to sell-out and whore myself or my blog to these chancers but, if you find yourself with nothing to do on a rainy day, have a little look at their website Grupettoitalia (1 p and 2 t's, Robert) where you can lust at the beauty of it all and, like me , wonder why there is a picture of a cup of cappuccino amongst the carbon, titanium (why Misfit?) and steel (I positively lust after the San Cristobal).
No doubt there will be more tales of their adventures in the weeks to come and, who knows, maybe I'll be tapping out my first review (hint, hint)
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