Saturday morning 7.30am.. alarm goes off jump out of bed, get bollocked by G/friend for being more eager to ride my bike than getting up for work on weekdays
9am Big black cloud looms over my workshop which is 1 mile from Arundel and heavens open, mount my Pace to relise that the headset bearings have seized so spray with release oil in a pikey fashion until the fork rotates.
10.30 am meet motley crew and start the stop/start ride of Joke, banter, ammusement, up's, downs single track, unexplicable holes in time. 4pm with heavy legs and slowing pace I hear the Voice of MADCOWKEV 'Steve... carry on peddling, don't stop now!!!!' Really good ride and company.
Sunday, quick loop over the South downs on the G/friends Clockwork and back into Brighton.. last 20mins of the ride upping the pace back into Brighton before the heavens open and I hear the tones of MADCOWKEV in my head ''Steve... carry on peddling, don't stop now!!!!' Good ride and with thoughts and memories from the previous day keeping the Grey matter twitching.