Paul and I have a different approach when it comes to tackling hills whilst out cycling. If I am free wheeling downhill and there is an uphill ahead I like to pedal fast and get as much speed and momentum as possible to tackle the incline. Paul, on the other hand, just maintains a steady speed and ambles up the hill without a care in the world. These differing techniques can cause a problem if he is just ahead of me and I can’t overtake. On these occasions I tend to call out in a ladylike manner “For god’s sake, give it some welly!”
When we were cycling in Shropshire earlier in the year this wifely call almost ended in disaster. Reacting to my “give it some welly" Paul accelerated down a very narrow lane only to suddenly meet a Range Rover coming in the opposite direction. He applied his brakes but as it was pouring with rain and he was hurtling downhill at breakneck speed they had no effect whatsoever. I have a clear recollection of his legs flying out in an ungainly manner as he ended up in a grassy ditch.
So, dear readers, does anyone out there in blogland know where the elegant phrase “give it some welly” comes from?