What a great way to spend a birthday...Propitious weather, excellent company, only a couple of minor mechanicals and a bit low flying albumin, hearty food at Andy’s Cafe, a beautiful Kent sunrise, a tin church, a bra but no décolletage, a speedy last few miles into Whitstable (which my fellow breakaway riders generously allowed me to lead), and then breakfast and beers and beers and beers at the Seafront Cafe...
My new torch was a revelation. Not only could it be seen from space, but it had quite an effect on the local wildlife: moths dived-bombed me, confused birds tweeted prematurely, and rabbits were flushed out from hedges and fields (I half expected Patrick to jump out from a hedge or pannier and start shooting the dazed creatures).
Thanks to everyone who bought me drinks, kept me company at the pub (not that the P&L regulars needed much encouragement) and tolerated me as I transmogrified into Norm from Cheers after a few pints...
Good to catch up with Anthony, Martin, Luke, Andy, Ben (the machine), theboytaylor and his antiquated camera and missing mini-friend; MacB the Pringle-wearing king of prolixity and TC who drew the short straw by sitting next to me.
I finally made it home at 6pm after unsuccessfully trying to find a short-cut to Furzedown via Anerley! Unfortunately, this was when I was supposed to be meeting my Devonian friends for BOGOF cocktails. Twenty five minutes, a shower and three pints of Ribena later, I made it to happy hour sunburnt and sleepy. To cut a long story (and a lot of cocktails) short, I fell asleep in a bar at midnight and was taken home in a taxi shortly after. Davy would have been proud though (not desappointed – sic) as I managed to consume a chicken tikka kebab whilst snoring.
Special thanks to Lee, Ruth and Andrea who bought me birthday gifts, Martin for his impromptu raffle which I won fair and square (honest guv), and finally, a big thank you to Simon, User10571, Adam, Adrian, Tim et al for organising everything so efficiently.