Urgghh, I had a horrible nightmare last night all built around guilt and obsessive compulsive behaviour and faffing!
Was at SSMM and the race had started and Hilts was on the 'Pee Wee' (not sure I like that term) team's first lap and I realised I'd arrived without any forks and the wrong tyres and no lights. And I had to drive home 150 miles to get them as I didn't want to buy any at Sideways Cycles temporary shop - no offence Tim, just wanted my own stuff that day!
You boys were mighty annoyed by morning when i re-emerged all forked up and ready and had missed most of the race! And all Hilts kept saying was "It's the wrong tyres Grommit" in a Peter Sallis voice.
Feel like I own you all an apology even though it didn't really happen...