"The thongs of the saddle world"

After a very busy day of running around....somehow I found myself in a local pub! Apart from the draft beer, my favourite thing in a pub is to 'eaves-drop' 'ear-wig' or a.k.a. listening into other people's conversations (yes Mother, I know you taught me not to!)

It was impossible not to hear the conversation going on at the next table, as I sipped an ice-cold beer. Two smartly dressed, grey-haired gentleman were talking very, very loudly. There was some serious male posturing going on. Their conversation turned to the olympics and a mutual passion for cycling, and how beautiful Box Hill is (yes it is). And discussing the bikes themselves, how modern saddles are so slim. 'Much more comfortable than those wide padded ones we had' one gent assured the other. 'Oh yes, these are like the thongs of the saddle world'......... I nearly spat out my beer......