Coldblow Road.

I have been riding for 26 miles from the City of Bristol to deliver this wine my right hand is numb now, a weight on my back and feeling quite little, Gloucester's fields in my wake.

I have been riding for 46 miles from a city of people, I m in Ross on Wye I've stopped for a coffee and piss 'mongst the pines in this forest of dean this Bavaria lite.

I have been riding for 66 miles the sun's setting in this weak November sky my horse is my baggage, my gun metal ride round corners at 30 grey Herefordshire flashes by.

I have been riding for 96 miles the city's begin us wish we were inside the wind gets to screeching as we cut through its side...

I have been riding for too many miles November in Shropshire the moons have flashed by. We re all on this journey some fast and some slow, for me its got misty along coldblow road..

Gripping th throttle hand over the brake I ll not lose my bottle I m up for the fray.