Tom Ji, and his friends Jack and Mark whom I've never met properly before, are wildly catching a train to Falmouth today, expecting to be entertained. Well their in for a treat, because I can't skate, and they all bmx. "What the fuck does a BMX spot look like?" my brain screams as I travel Falmouth in my mind's eye.
This is going to be one thing, and one thing only.
Festive
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