Departing the Row, we headed into Regent Street, which we navigated in a northerly direction. It was around this point that I was witness to some decidedly inappropriate intercourse between a chap on the front of a tandem, and a lady not three yards in front of him. The lady was wearing a skirt that [...]
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Tweed Run 2011 – Chapter Five
April 12, 2011 – 14:45
Tweed Run 2011 – Chapter Four
April 12, 2011 – 11:50
You know, I rather think I agree with those poet-and-philosopher Johnnies who insist that a fellow ought to be devilish pleased if he has a bit of trouble. All that stuff about being refined by suffering, you know. Suffering does give a chap a sort of broader and more sympathetic outlook. It helps you to [...]
Tweed Run 2011 – Chapter Three
April 11, 2011 – 16:33
Now then, as I remarked just previously, the Dursley is really quite beastly at slow speeds, and as we pulled away from Paternoster Square, well, by jove were we crawling. I tried to keep the bicycle upright, but the bally thing was rocking like a jelly in a high wind. The crowd was treaded to [...]