Are you envious reading about all of those hard wheel men that ground their way up the Devils Staircase last weekend?
Have you missed out on your Wu'ze entry due to family pressures and are cursing your bad luck at being attractive enough to the opposite sex to sire a family?
Perhaps you are riding the MC1000 but are fretting that you will be too corpulent to fit in your summer shorts without them turning from 1000 to 10 Denier half-way up Bwelch-Y-Groans?
Or maybe you just like that satisfying hurty feeling in your legs as you walk down a flight of stairs the next day?
If so, perhaps you may wish to join Plodder and me as we gaily swan around the leafy and quaint byways of Wessex the Friday after the first May Bank Holiday weekend?
Hmmmmmmmmmmmm?
What say you, sir (or madam)?
H