Hell of the Ashdown

I don't even leave the house to go the shops without a little somthing somthing.

What annoys me most about the sponge is even if I get past the fact it tasted like cardboard. I can't even wrap a piece up and put it in my back pocket without it becoming a soggy mess.

Why must they try to feed 300 riders for less than a tenner?

and I'm sure you were effusive in your thanks to the people who spent the best part of their weekends signposting and marshalling the ride and manning the feed stations for nix