First I forgot to thank
@Flying Dodo for anther innovative route. However good the previous ones, a change is almost as good as a new destination. Particularly as it featured my favourite exit from Croydon. (Next time in the light I'll check if that third 'Crystal Palace' tower really is 'that new bloody block in the middle of Croydon').
T'was Farthing Down that the clouds began parting transforming a heads-down ride into a sit back and enjoy. Enjoy on Brighton rides is always tempered by the dread that this may be the year the Beacon beats me. That's now postponed to 2017. Phew!
Yes Brighton's Greens appear to have perversely turned all lights to red. It can't be coincidence that we all independently had the final miles annoyingly extended. And as for the condition of the tarmac on the final stretch - is this to remind us of third world conditions?
The train glitch persuaded me to ride back. But slowly. I started with Rob but I let him go at Ditchling and settled into doing my own thing. This included having to walk through Ditchling village. The road we had taken a couple or so hours earlier had been closed and transformed into a heaving celebration. The other highlight was adjourning to my favourite country pub - the Red Lion @ Turners Hill. No, not the awful one at the top, this serves Mild and Pork Scratchings ... but I digress.
The journey ended by Freedom Passing the Coulsdon Flyer for the final 10 miles home. So a respectable 107 on the clock and oblivion in bed for a couple of hours. And no rain at all on the return. Enough was enough.