A big thank you to Mr K and Max for the usual slick approach to keeping us all going in the right direction and entertained along the way.
A few highlights...
*The 'Phoenix Nights Pub dinner and DJ evening. Just pure genius. Couldn't have written it it was so classic. Dj playing 70's only music, but it was 80's as the 80's compilation cd was in the 70's case and he didn't know any difference. Oh and his nipping off to the Spar to get some cheap lager to drink out of the pub's glass. - why? Surely they paid him in beer at least.
*Dinner...where to start?...
me - where's my dinner?
them - you had a starter.
me - no.
them - your mate did.
me - so?
them - we like to get all food out at once.
me - eh? his arrived an hour ago.
them - it's coming alright...(after 2 hrs).
When it did, it was micro slop upside down still in the exact plastic tub shape and with the imprint on the pasta.
*Any words that spouted from Heathy's gob. Genius. Particular fave and quote of the day for me was Heathy's description of Brighton...."Wave upon wave of German Bombers of girls" (please replace the word girls with any suitable or unsuitable derogatory term for women).
*Lots of lovely climbs in lovlier sunshine.
*Great company - thank you all.
*bike of the day for me - Dr S and JV's Yo's. And that P20.
*The Guv'nor putting the SX Trail gnarley junkie in his place..."bet your mum thinks you're a real winner mate".
*Mr K's apparent teleporation ability as he would appear on the next bend after you whizzed past him on the last.
*Klein Chris and my b&b room, that was great, apart from it was for one small person not one small person and one tall person.
*Getting lost on the way home again. Missed 5 junctions on the M40 before realising.