Taps fingers impatiently while waiting for someone to produce a report
OK, here goes ...
Me, BFC on some ridiculous looking track bike, huggy, Oaky and AndyC3333333 set off from the Spa Road roundabout. Heaven only knows where Doggers was, does he still exist?
Oaky decided not to go anywhere near anything that resembled a dodgy surface. huggy's Garmin had a brain fart near The Compasses so stopped at which point we lost Oaky and BFC. Nobody had their bike pinched as we passed The Compasses.
At the top of TMNH we met jibers doing repeats and moaning about his hip, he was also coughing.
At the pub the Danbury Dogger turned up and shortly after tippers and Tomsk arrived too. There were 3 beers on offer but I can't remember the names of any of them.
Sensibly conversational topics included audaxes (various), Lars' memorial on Sunday. Then we talked about something else which won't be mentioned on a public forum and it was suggested I start a thread about it which I'm not going to do.
Then I remembered I had my hip flask with me and it got passed around so everyone could have a slurp ...
More beer was ordered, I asked for a G&T and some tit suggested I have a cocktail ...
It was a Harvey Warbanger or some such I gather, I had a hangover this morning and was pi55ed when I got home and crashing about according to my annoyed and awoken wife.
Curiously the landlord seemed to want us to leave bang on 11pm, something about a wake today. Given we spent in excess of £100 in his largely empty pub you'd think he would have been more welcoming