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@Greasy_Slag
oh god then the time we went to Brighton. we decided to head out on a day trip so got up at 7am, washed, pissed around with bikes, had a drink, smoke, pissed around some more.
left the house at 11...
Fiddy wanted to take me a direct route. one without hills he tells me. so off we go through the shit hole that is the south and before i know it we are in the middle of the A23. my ass has never clenched that seat harder. i even feel sorry for Clive after going through that!
The road surface is shocking and cars pass at 70 feet away.. we get there in good time and Paul comments on the lack of hills! we hit the beach and put away about 3 pints of Guiness, catch up with GP and head off to find Fish and Chips.
Now Paul always liked Salt on his food, but as he gave the shaker a shake the top shifted covering his fish. at this point i wasn't sure if he did it on purpose or just wanted to prep for the ride back.
He polishes the lot off and on the last mouthful looks at me with a smile and says "that's my salt intake for the week taken care of".
by this time it starts to get dark, and the rain comes in. so Fiddy and i take it in turns keeping the pace on the return leg.. again up the A23..
We have a bit of momentum and i start to recognise some signs, but by this point i had to pull up and check out the hedgerows.. guiness!
Before i realise Fiddy has a full head of steam up and has gone sailing by and not stopped. I chased him down for nearly 10 minutes, shouting at the top of voice, before i managed to get him to pull onto the hard shoulder of the M23
We then decided the best way was back, so full speed up the wrong way of the slip road by bewbush and hope for the best. a few close calls and a tricky roundabout at the top but we made it. i was 3 hours late for a date and Paul slept most of the next day