StuAff
Silencing his legs regularly
- Location
- Portsmouth
[QUOTE 1883072, member: 1314"]Good writer, Claud. I can't wait to write the Cardiff to Mumbles story. In fact I'll do it now...
Claud promised me a tailwind and a dry night I mused in a wry "it is what it is" acceptance as the cold wet red fury blew in from the Atlantic, it's headlong rush barely halted by the hinterland, turning the Millennium Stadium into King Canute of the winds...
...as I finally reached the tidal mountain of the 5 in 10 Devil's Middle-Finger, I realised I had been drawn not to the Fnrttc in South Wales but the Fnrttc in BLACK HELL...
...raising my head from the hostelry table at noon, I realised it had not been a dream sent by the winds that rise from haunted groves. My hands were bleeding and my knees were sore...etc[/quote]

Claud promised me a tailwind and a dry night I mused in a wry "it is what it is" acceptance as the cold wet red fury blew in from the Atlantic, it's headlong rush barely halted by the hinterland, turning the Millennium Stadium into King Canute of the winds...
...as I finally reached the tidal mountain of the 5 in 10 Devil's Middle-Finger, I realised I had been drawn not to the Fnrttc in South Wales but the Fnrttc in BLACK HELL...
...raising my head from the hostelry table at noon, I realised it had not been a dream sent by the winds that rise from haunted groves. My hands were bleeding and my knees were sore...etc[/quote]
