As everyone knows, there's hand-rails, and then there's Hand-rails. While out doing the rounds one casual saturday we stumbled upon one of the latter.
Clearly gutted he'd left the pegs at home Gaz went to work setting up my flash-stands and coloured-gels whilst rising extreme dream-weaver Leo warmed up his pegs with some steam rollers.
After a few cheeky-teasers the familiar sound of British steel on steel was sounded and Leo was grappling with the beast.
From the youngest lad to the oldest lass, im sure even the un-iniated can appreciate this slice of higher-tier peggery.
After a sucessful amount of grind-miles clocked-in Leo let his hair down with this bodacious fire-cracker before celebrating with a tub of Ben and Jerry's and a good book.