Banana Stop

On the way home on our Friday bike ride we always stop for a refuelling banana. It's the last chance to chew the fat and generally put the world to rights.

Ron here is holding court regaling us with a tale of when he was at work. The trouble is we've heard it all before. And probably will again. All good fun. There were six of us today and I just about managed to keep up.

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