Not many people know that the village of Staveley, nestling in the foothills of the Kentmere horseshoe mountains, is becoming a destination for the more discerning open-minded visitor keen to experience and indeed taste the pure, unadulterated, earthy entertainments that this veritable hotbed of shameful delights is home to.Yep, you know what I'm talking about you dirty monkey:
CAKE LUST
REAL ALE LUST
ARTISAN BREAD LUST
CYCLE LUST
NOW SEEK FORGIVENESS
It's also home to a rather nice 14th century church with stained glass by William Morris.
So tomorrow, after indulging in a few lusty moments I may go for a quick skate up the gentle, pastoral valley of the fast flowing river Kent towards the mountains whereupon encountering anything more than a one in two hundred gradient I'm gonna turn tail & flee having still not recovered from the Windermere fear.
Also any rough surfaces, sheep poo, dogs, cats, bulls, wet leaves, wet anything or bloody Melvyn Bragg I'm outa there.
Til I get the custom speed negating accessory (don't make me say heel brake) I'm taking it slow & leisurely.
And then quick as you like back to Wilf's. Have I mentioned that I like Wilf's?
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