Morning coffee, lunch and afternoon tea included. Good roads, red kites, free toll bridges, community shop, lunch, a cathedral city as seranaded by the New Vaudeville Band (Grammy) some 272, tea at the Departure Lounge, and home via Basingstoke and a visit to Nemesis Ford which will remain forever a must do but not today.
Ride at own risk, cornerman system will be in use if there are enough people out.
Sadly the Italians showed the Caledonian pretenders the way to go home, again and The Men of Harlech broke The French Defence again
So come 3 pm tomorrow I needs to be fairly close to a TV when a right proper battle royal will commence between Ireland and England who are both on target for a 2015 Grand Slam.
So pleased all the attendees enjoyed themselves, we did too. Looked a bit like spring was on the verge of sprungage which was enough to gruntle us mildly.
The round things are figs (for five a day). On a bed of brandy-soaked sponge covered in double cream with a few freckles of grated nutmeg. Most unlike your head gasket we suspect
Looked like another good day out I see Nick is giving a new use to his knee sliders
I tailgunned for my own little ride on Sunday; looking after three 125 riders on a little bimble to pick up a new bike for one (who has just passed his CBT) and around some nice easy country roads in Reading/Basingstoke. Spotted a fair few bikers but alas, didn’t see any of the Jetstream crew