In the absense (again) of ted and his little friend Doggers Lane it falls to me I suppose to report on last night's ride.
Myself, bobb, Beer Fueled Commuter, young squrrelly chap (who had lights and gloves
), huggy plus Oaky set off from the Spa Road roundabout accompanied by festive tunz from the new and improved Carradice Bluetooth sound system.
The weather was colder, sub 10degs, but still unseasonably warm. TMNH was conquered and the tunz turned off (one can have too much of a good thing). Between the Hanningfields the peloton split with myself and huggy bringing up the rear, apparently I was being slow. We briefly sighted bobb but never caught him and then he pressed on homewards.
Myself and huggy finally got to The Wheatsheaf to find the rest of the crew and jibers who had been there for some time. Tomsk was there too. The pi55 had clearly been ripped prior to my arrival as after I had wrestled the Magic Bag Midi
TM through the door one of the locals said to me "Oh hello, you're the slow one are you?"
Given that Andy C33 wasn't with us either an impromptu kitty was organised and huggy elected himself Beer Bitch. huggy has also come up with a Good Idea
TM, I'll let him explain, it has been noted in The Little Book of Big Ideas.
After a couple of tasty pints (can't remember what they were called) I headed for the train station
Last night saw Fred achieve his first 1000 miles - good lad.
All in all a very nice evening.
