Sore arse. Nothing to be done about that apart from rubbing more cream into your chammy. I remember after a long day in the saddle on a tour my companion (a tough Polish messenger) saying to me:
my arse feels like I have been fucking with a thousand monkeys!
And while we're talking of Roche, anyone wanna hear my Roche story?
Sore arse. Nothing to be done about that apart from rubbing more cream into your chammy. I remember after a long day in the saddle on a tour my companion (a tough Polish messenger) saying to me:
my arse feels like I have been fucking with a thousand monkeys!
And while we're talking of Roche, anyone wanna hear my Roche story?