Today more scenes from our intrepid debonair man that epitomises cool and dashing derring-do, last seen riding off into the sunset on his bicycle: (Apparently it tested well in a focus group).
He changed up a gear. He knew he was being followed. He could sense it.
He looked in his specially fitted wing mirrors and he could see him. His potential captor was riding a chopper. And it was fully loaded. It even had the bits of tinsel coming out of the handlebars.
He was gaining on him. He took evasive measures and changed gears again, but it was quite hard work on his thighs so he changed back.
Suddenly as if from nowhere the chopper overtook him and everything went quiet once again. Peace reined and Rule Britannia was playing on his inner monologue.
[…] Today we rejoin our exciting cool guy who we last saw cycling off into the sunset. (See: Peace reined and Rule Britannia was playing on his inner monologue.). In fact that’s where we last saw him last time too, perhaps that’s becoming a […]