We made our second visit of the year to the Kings Head at Tollesbury last night.
I arrived fashionably late to find Tomsk, Jiber, Huggy, Oaky, Grey Sheep, OD and Hotblack tucking into a Thirslet Spit.
Once they had stopped admiring my new fatsuit and marvelling at Jiber's new 'phone, talk turned to ACME's stellar performance in the Organisers' Points Championship - second ! and another strong year in the club championship (we are still working on a transfer fee for the Straggler).
Jiber then led us through a blow by blow (dump by dump ?) account of his bowel movements during LEL. He even had sound effects for the different end results, quite grim it was
"These are the things they don't tell you about audaxing" he pronounced as if uncovering a great conspiracy, I think the rest of us probably knew why.
By this time Oaky and I had settled on Courage Directors as the Quaffers' Choice while everyone else made Hotblack's life a misery by ordering a range of drinks and then changing their minds. AndyC33333333333 wouldn't have stood for any of that nonsense. He certainly wouldn't have stood for the substitution for G&T that OD demanded.
"I hope that lot haven't got far to go" said one of the regulars in the beer garden as we set off into the deep fog. Fortunately, most of us didn't - except Tomsk and he probably has some sort of laser vision.
It did warm the heart to see OD pedalling his fixed machine alongside Tomsk as they led us off down a dark lane. Well, it warmed my heart but Huggy seems to be backtracking on his fixed plans. Apparently he likes freewheeling too much or some other wimpy nonsense.