The wall what Lewis did kill.

Last year, Lewis came down to stay. We arranged to go riding.

We rode Builth, the place in the last few pics.

Well, it was all going smoothly. We'd had a fun day, and it was winding down on these here walls. Lewis was trying to back wheel this wall, and in retrospect, not having much luck. A local guy had been watching his Middleburns eat one of the bricks. I noticed the look of "I'm going to kill that boy.", and was about to leave when he erupted.

What followed was unprecedented. This guy was beside himself with anger. I mean, usually, angry men on rides tend to be of the butch, burly type, but this guy was just... I dunno, he was quite a sort of meek person, and you could tell he was super annoyed but all he managed to say was:

"I just... just... I... can't... I just can't see why you keep doing that... I just... I..."

Repeat for 10 minutes. Got awkward towards the end. I kinda felt the guy should be able to get it off his chest, but jeez, there's only so much I can sit through. He was still trying to finish off the sentence as we were picking up our stuff and I was making excuses for Lewis.

Nuts.