I find fords quite easy. If I am in the middle of a trial and there are no Sevens or Marlins marooned in the water, press on vigorously. If, like this morning, I am en route to the bakery and see a large stretch of water, execute a three point turn and take another route. To the BMW prat, one of the three wise men would have called out "Oi, idiot features, that's not a camel." To which would have come a reply "I'm not driving across the desert." Followed by splash, glug, glug hissss, silence.
I've just checked the web sites of our cherished suppliers. Tony advertises no socks, neither do David Cochrane nor Jamie. I wonder if a certain person offers a splendid sort of tartan sock, not only useful for dizzy drying but can carry a claymore as well. Perhaps I should wander down to the workshop and browse the Demon Tweeks catalogue.
I've just checked the web sites of our cherished suppliers. Tony advertises no socks, neither do David Cochrane nor Jamie. I wonder if a certain person offers a splendid sort of tartan sock, not only useful for dizzy drying but can carry a claymore as well. Perhaps I should wander down to the workshop and browse the Demon Tweeks catalogue.