I didn’t want to fight Imogen for him, but she already has Malcolm 
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I had an obstructed view seat at the dinner table (there was a big fireplace in the middle of the room), but the ladies kept talking about the green leggings. I was searching the place, but couldn’t see them. So they sent me to the ladies room, so my grabbing a gander wouldn’t be so obvious. They forgot my camera had a flash. But, I probably wouldn’t have noticed the reflective stripes on the running shoes without it. His friend must be the real man…he had nothing covering his legs in the cold. But he didn’t shave. This biking thing has really gotten to me when I notice which guys shave their legs and which don’t. Thanks, Sean… The best thing was when we passed by the table to leave a little later I noticed they were wearing matching caps, from some pipe company here.
Can only imagine what people are posting on their blogs about us…but seriously, it was a great night. Our group realized we shared a similar, if a bit sick, sense of humor and set us up looking for the Welli Boys in all the towns to come.