A first-rate ride.
As AH said, we met at Witham, rode to a good pub, ate steak, drank beer and then went home. It was a lovely night, very cold but once the sun had set, still. I thought aI heard a nightingale somewhere Greenstead Green but I wasn't sure. However, I had no doubt at all when one started to sing near Bicknacre, south of White Elm Road, and another, the bird I heard a couple of weeks ago, just outside the borough boundary.