Once upon a time there emerged from deep mysterious
dwellings scattered in Kent a strange collection of fairies, their rebellious
ways converging together as if drawn by a magnet.
Each Saturday they would convene at a suitable place with
their bikes, a cackle of laughter would be heard and shortly after they would
disappear into narrow lanes, shouting with exultation if they discovered one
that they had not previously explored. It was a necessary feature that members
of this tribe were complete nutters. Jubilation was to be found in abundance
because not only did this group enjoy their wide variety of rides but more so
that they had found each other in the first place.