Well it's one less pub to worry about for the forward planning sect.
It was a shame as we were pretty much just an Oaky away from a full house.
Last night's milder weather brought out Jiber, Tomsk, OD, the Hustler, Jem, the Ancient Mariner, some old geezer in an Alpe D'Huez top, Stanners Kiwi, Fandango and a welcome return to two wheels for the BFC. Obviously 11 thirsty cyclists were not enough to sustain a small village pub.
Nevertheless, it really was a pleasure to ride home in shorts. At this rate, we will have the sandals out soon