Thanks for a fantastic night.
It had everything:
Strange noises from the undergrowth.
Davy Walnut's thighs.
Locals bedazzled, nay, mesmerised, by our array of lights.
The sky lit up by meteors.
Marvelous drifting mist banks at dawn.
Arundel in all its early morning fairy tale glory.
Our very own knight of the road, Aperitif (I may consider forgiving you for your wholly unjustified threats to my person with that plastic sword. Applications, accompanied with the requisite cash, to be sent to P.O. Box 1001, please).
Old friends and new faces: it's always nice to meet the person behind the avatar. Having Mice and Becs turn up at the post-ride piss up debrief was a very nice surprise. Hope the shoulder heals quickly, Miranda. Happy birthday, RedJedi (well, alright, it was yesterday now, but you know what I mean)!
To cap it all, not merely did I manage not to get lost on the mad dash from Victoria to Paddington, but I even caught my train! I must be getting better at this navigation lark!