While the-soon-to-be-Mrs Fat Lad was somewhere in deepest darkest Wakefield confusing the wedding dress lady with her ever shrinking waist, I was firing across the M62 heading towards a far too early rendezvous with Picky and Dave for trails of the unexpected. Sitting in the car drinking in the tarmac and pre-fab glory of modern […]
Category Archives: Weekend Riding
It’s Hard Being Fat Lad
April 7, 2007 – 12:52 pm
Spring time in North Yorkshire, shorts on the Fat Lad: Roachy and Stuart leading the way: Stuart rocketing on, not even breaking a sweat. Behind the camera Fat Lad is dying: Hot sun, blue skies, gorgeous scenery. Does it get any better? A familiar site to Fat Lad Despite that look Roachy is joy, happiness […]