Gimpo hadn’t got very far and Tim had been
questioning Gimpo at length. “Half a lap?
What are you doing? Selling ice cream? Get a
move on, there’s work to do.” It seemed to me
that Gimpo was having technical problems.
Gimpo was driving his own car this year in an
attempt to do the M25 Spin solo for the first
time. Gimpo had fixed up the video camera
with cable ties, and had a stock of blank mini
DV tapes at the ready. But, You cant drive,
take pictures, text, answer the phone, send
emails or reply to requests, can you? What was
Gimpo to do? He was already on the M25 spin.
Solo. No support. And how was he going to
document the event?
I arrived at Cobham around 6am. Gimpo start-
ed emptying his pockets of leads, head phones,
charger cables, car keys, phones and assorted
other items. He explained the problem. “I’ve
got this iPhone but you need two hands to
work the camera. This Nokia has a better cam-
era, and you can work it one handed, but I
can’t get it to work.”
“Let’s drop your car off on the A3. I know a
placewhere Bill and Jimmy took a load of jour-
nalists in the middle of the night. Ockham
Common. It’s where we showed the money
nailed to a piece of wood.” Gimpo said. That
sounded like a great idea, even if no one would
GIMPO’SM2525HOURSPIN
‘TheSquareRootof theM25
“I have to do many things on a daily basis, some of it for money,
some of it for free, some of it because I have no other
choice and some of it for reasons of pure nonsense”.
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