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Finish the first batch of work at 10 this morning thought I'd pop to Tesco for a couple of bits before the weather worsens as its quite nice now.
Pop on freshly laundered baggies, get out the clean road bike and head off on the 8 mile round trip. 400 yards from home I discover what they did with all the mud from the Somme. They dumped it on fields near the house and farm vehicles have spent 4 hours spreading it across the the next three quarters of a mile of road with drizzle lubricating it all.
I have got less muddy in the Ridgeway in mid rainy season.
In Tesco I drew a few admiring glances acknowledging the mired stated of my clothes.
Outside again I ride home cutting out the crap bit by riding round field edges to the house.
Only to find that the farmer had gone out when he'd finished and cleaned the road off brilliantly.
Comedy? Like I suggested - TIMING!
(A shower and a couple of sausage sandwiches helped restore my mood.)
What's the secret to comedy timing?
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Sorry, what's the secret to comedy? Timing.
Mud guards?
And the secret of great comedy is…
...pretending to be a mellanistic leopard?
Pop on freshly laundered baggies
get out the clean road bike
Pretty sick joke, if you ask me....there'll be riots!
Flat pedals and Vans too...
If only there was space for mudguards. 🙁
Sorry, what’s the secret to comedy? Timing.
Good jokes?
Slapping a bald man on the head repeatedly for no reason?
I don’t know.
