Oh, jolly hockey sticks!
Did you see those "gells"? Those school-boys? Those sturdy steel bikes? The clothes? Where do I stop?
Lisa, this is erotica, pure erotica.

Did the London-to-Brighton ride in 1982 - one of the best days of my whole life. There is nothing like English cycling.

Mimi and Lisa - the stamp-licking was nothing compared to the puncture orgy

What a thing to wake up to! [It's morning here]