Tim decided to get Sammy fit and include her in his extreme sport activities, under duress Sam obtained a bike, similar to the bike in the film Mary Poppins, and went away with Tim for what she thought was a leisurely bike ride in the country. Two days into the trip my phone rang, all i heard was Sam sobbing on the other end of the phone - i said "What's wrong" Sammy said "He's taken me on the bloody black run" Tim had gone off at 100 miles an hour and left Sam peddling furiously up hill after him - when he was out of site, she got off the bike, phoned me and said "Thats it im getting a divorce, i cant do this every weekend" As usual i had no sympathy and found it highly amusing, and couldn't stop laughing. Sam did have the last laugh though when we all went away to Devon for the week. As soon as we pulled on the site and it said bikes for hire i knew i was in trouble. Within about 2 hrs up rolled Tim with a huge smile on his face with his bike and said "go and get yours then" So off Sammy and I went, moaning all the way and came back with bikes with the hardest seats in the word, it was like sitting on iron. I managed 15 minutes and that was downhill before i fell off, Sam couldn't ride her bike she was laughing that much, but just as i was about to refuse to move until someone went and got the car out of the corner of my eye, i saw the village pub - all the way home was up hill, but we didn't care as we had consumed our two halves of lager, which always meant the two of us would be giggling like teenagers as we both could never drink. For some reason Tim never asked me on a bike ride again !!!