We were loathe to do it, but needs must, so there we sat in our cycling gear ..muddy, sweaty dripping with huge pools of water gathering around our feet...surrounded by old ladies in pink and blue rinsed and pearls tut-tuting, and glancing at the outrage of us within their midst....
Luckily we were too knackered and exhiliarated with our magnificent cycling achievement to bother too much...but we did feel terrible about the huge muddy puddle we left under the table in our wake. Ah well, gave the local pink rinse brigade a weeks worth of gossip no doubt.
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