Firstly apologies to Annie for not seeing her and saying hello at the finish.
My participation this year became a dilemma of I enjoyed it greatly last year so wanted to take part versus on Saturday morning being told that I had secured a job interview on the Monday pm.
So I took part, rushed from one end to the other, arrived about 630am after departing cotemporally with Team Slow; turned round after a swift icelolly and grabbed a lift back to Ipswich from Snape; went to bed for a few hours; studied Malting and its use of IT; and did the interview (which went okish).
I don't think I got the job and I regret rushing the ride. However, all things in life are opportunities to learn, and I am where I am.
I did enjoy the massed departure from London; it seemed less aggressive this year, maybe the heat was less oppressive. One exception, the black saloon car that overtook not just the cycles but the queue of traffic as well on the outside of a blind left hand bend.
Only 3 minutes of rain in the early morning. Enough to stop some to put on macs; I was lucky, the rain stopped just when I had become wet enough to make putting on a mac counter-productive.
Did anyone else see the topless man, bulky tattooed chest and arms, leather trousers?
Here's to next year. I will still run that Hope clickety click hub; and a new job willing, a dynamo on the front hub.
Craig