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Illingworth Takes Stage of Tour d'Ibiza
In an incredible display of forceful riding, veteran Matt Illingworth of the
elite Vic Haines Office Hygeine and Toilet Bowl Pebble Dash "No jobbie too
big or too small" Squad took one of the most memorable victories of his long
and illustrious career when he won the "Nighclub Door" stage of last week's
Tour d'Ibiza.
Feisty Illingworth forced his way to the front of the peloton as they queued
to see if their names were on the list for the Broken Pelvis Nitespot's Happy
Hour celebration. Obviously feeling frisky and eager to spice things up,
Illingworth attacked, launching one of his trademark verbal volleys at the
unsuspecting doorman. Feinting with a vodka and tonic down the outside, the
quick-thinking Westcliff lad suddenly shot down the inside with a Stella,
ducking under the penguin-suited buffoon's outstretched arm.
"At one point I thought he had me," said the ecstatic Commenwealth Games 1978
Tiddlywinks silver medallist afterwards. "I felt his big JCB bucket of a hand
clamp down on my head. Luckily it slipped easily off my well greased Basildon
boy-racer styling, and I was through."
Looking back to see who had made the split with him, Illingworth saw Andy
Lyons frantically trying to get back up to him. Fortunately for the winner,
Lyons was distracted by a poster of Paul Weller and his ridiculous hair
curtains astride a Lambretta. Slowing to look closer, Lyons was recaptured by
the pursuing security staff. He tried to reason with them in Italian, but
faltered when he realised that after 17 years of lessons, he could only say
"Is this the Shoeburyness service?"
Illingworth reached the bar first, his arms aloft in victorious salute. This
was possibly a mistake, as his close fitting fashion-victim top rode up and
obscured his vision, and he sailed straight into the Gents. Helmet perched on
the back of his head where it would clearly be of no use to neither man nor
beast, he clipped his forehead on a cistern and will spend the next few weeks
resting at home.
His coach, Den Watts of The Grand, Leigh-on-Sea, reflected that "maybe it's
time for us to take a closer look at Matt's refuelling habits, and ensure
that he gets the right blend in his diet. Maybe bitter lemon instead of
tonic, or dry-roasted instead of salted from now on."
Report by John Deering |