PTW

8 am at the police station, I was greeted by a "morning Kevin" and turned to find the voice belonged to Tim O'leary. After waiting a few minutes for any late comers we set off into a clear skyed but chilly spring morning. By the way Tim asked me to mention that if anyone had heard any rumours about him, that they are all totally unfounded, (the only rumour I've ever heard concerning Tim, was that he had a 12 inch ****, but he didn't use it as a rule )(author adopts Ronnie Corbett style voice), but I digress, right, back to the story. Anyway twas up the Neath Valley on the right side of the river after meeting me lickle bruvver by Stockhams Corner, Tonna, Resolven, Glyneath Bank, Hirwaun, Bavistocks, ponthickset, pontsthetlet, pontslehsellt,Pont Pritstick, Talybont, Brecon for a well earned beans on toast, Storey arms, Glyneath, Cadoxton, home, another hitshot ride, in some inspiring terrain with good company and fantastic weather. 82 miles for myself a few more for Tim and a couple less for young Rufus. Out of the house about 6½ hours with a few stops totaling about 1 hour. Note from author, Will, you barsteward, no wonder you gave me those Vittoria tyres, it was like pushing a pair of Dunlop greenflash across a piece of 40 grit glass paper .

Door "Knob" T'was deliberate and all in the spelling, Anthony. I don't know you don't half let yourself down on times.

Another excellent ride, blested with good weather and equally good company. Quite enjoyed the 'beans on toast' too.

Would that be "blessed or blasted" ?