I saw the Great Tollerman on Monday night, and, frankly, he was a broken man - broken by the knowledge that a son of his had packed on a Cheam and Morden run.Tollers said:p.s.....when Pater let me into his reigate home at 3:30, he said "i thought you were on fnrttc", i replied "i was". He looked at me smiling and said. "yes, it takes a certain sort of psychotic!"
Apparently the entire Toller Clan is in uproar. Le Comte de Tollerville is giving it grande about 'les Rosbifs' and the von Tollerzohens are muttering about the Siegfried Line.
A solution is at hand. Tollerboy must undergo trial by ordeal. It won't be easy. Men twice his age have baulked (although men three and four times his age seem to manage). Tollers must start and complete a run with the Midweek Wayfarers. And no hanging around at the back......