“Georgina?MK socks Hello? Georgina?” Georgie Brayshaw is parked on a roadside somewhere in Switzerland, in Berne, she thinks, and pressed into the back window trying to get better reception. “How’s Switzer …” The line drops. “… id you say? You cut …” And drops again. “How’s Switz …” A lorry passes. “… raining a lot.” Brayshaw, 30, is on her way back from the World Rowing Cup II in Lucerne with the rest of the GB women’s quadruple sculls team. They won gold, again, just as they did at the world championships in Belgrade last year, and the Europeans in Szeged earlier this one.