Thoughts from a toilet

I just wanted to share a story with you all.

Today when I sat down for my morning poo, my son Albert entered the toilet, saw what I was doing, crouched down and started doing likewise. Over the next few minutes we shared the the anticipation, the pain, the ecstasy - and the relief when it was all over. Then as we left the bathroom hand-in-hand to go and get his mother to clean up the mess on the floor, we exchanged a fleeting glance which lasted no more than a second - but what passed between us in that second was an understanding that we now had an eternal bond - and no matter what happened from then on, that bond would never be broken.

My friends, you are about to embark on the biggest poo of them all - no matter what happens, whether ulitimately you feel pain, proud, ashamed or cheated, remember that you did it together as friends. That is worth more than anything, that is what will keep you going and that is more than Cycling Dave can ever teach you.

Good Luck
Bodger aka Bias aka Toby