“’Ungry then boys?”

A post about being a female cyclist. ….“Ungry then boys?”… Boomed the jovial café waiter as I inhaled a plate of cheesy beans on toast topped with 2 fried eggs immediately after devouring a rather large bacon butty.  I fear the combination of my lack of ladylike decorum and the busy café being packed withContinue reading ““’Ungry then boys?””

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