Sorrento Cycling Club

You must have fallen through another "breach in time" …………….you guys looked so much older when we saw you again but as leader you take the blame on this one …………abandoning the Pauls is not on……..we were attacked by a tree-hugging-hippy-woman and her scutty mutt …… she looked deranged.……imagine being married to her……………….we could have been hurt….there's a lot of funny folk out there…………….very funny……………….oh no!  here  she comes  and she's reading this……oouch! stop! free speech!………..help …..she really does look deranged …..stop I say……………….

PAUL C, CONAL SNR, DENIS AND HIS FRIEND MARK, LINDA, PADDY AND ME ALL STARTED THE TOUR IN THE GLEN, IN WARM CONDITIONS AND I TOOK THEM ON A WANDER OF BACK ROADS WERE WE ENCOUNTERED MORE SORRENTOS AND A LOST BRAY WHLRS. (GILLIAN) WE ALL ENDED UP NEAR BRITTAS BAY AFTER SPRINTING UP SEVERAL MINOR CLIMBS. AT CONAL'S INSISTENCE WE ESCORTED LINDA IN THE DIRECTION OF LARAGH ………..SO INSTEAD OF THE SUNNY COASTAL ROAD HOME WE TURNED A CORNER JUST AFTER THE TAP PUB AND ENTERED A WORM-HOLE THAT TRANSPORTED US TO A PLACE CALLED "MONSOON"…..THIS WONDEROUS LAND HAD RIVERS OF VERY COLD BROWN WATER   INSTEAD OF ROADS . WE STAYED WARM BY RIDING HARD AND SHOUTING MAYDAY AT EACH OTHER…..LINDA DISAPPEARED INTO A BREACH IN TIME…..WE CONTINUED TO TOUR IN "MONSOONLAND" UNTIL WE TURNED ANOTHER CORNER AND WE WERE SPAT-OUT THE WORM-HOLE'S BOTTOM……….IN ASHFORD. PEOPLE STARED AT US DRIPPING WET AND DIRTY AS IF WE WERE FROM ANOTHER PLANET!! ASHFORD AND IT'S INHABITANTS WERE BONE-DRY.  CONAL CHUCKLED AND SAID…"NO ONE EVER LISTENS TO ME I SAID TAKE THE COAST ROAD"…………..WE KEPT RIDING HARD TO WARM OURSELVES….WELL I DID SO THEY HAD TO, TOO! WE WERE JOINED BY A FAST GROUP OF BRAY'S FINEST AND THEY TOO HAD ENCOUNTERED THE STRANGE ANOMALY……GREAT FIRST DAY OF SUMMER……GLOBAL WARMING MY ARSENISTS …. MAYDAY MAYDAY OVER AND OUT.