Well, it's an awful night, wet, though not too cold as I write. If you had 18 or so starters, Graeme, they all (or so) got as far as Rochdale, though there was over twenty minutes between yellow and lanterne rouge - in 14 miles. But from now on it's pretty flat until they have to return through Milnrow, so plenty of time to make up time. (I think I nearly wrote a song, there.)