The last bridges ride I did (sort of) was when I finished an evening at the pub, tossed a coin, turned right and rode to Kew on my Brompton, had some more beer, then rode back, crashed twice in Hammersmith due to front brakes grabbing on hard, ended up in hospital with a broken collar bone, got married two weeks later, high on painkillers, weed and booze, met Ewan McGregor, had a party with you lot, continued to be married, then my wife died, then after too many Porn Star martinis flew to New York just to go to the theatre, got married again, to a woman I also met on my first wedding day, moved to West Hampstead, bought an Aston Martin, sold it, then moved to France, and so basically I live there now and I'm not coming.
15 years eh?
The last bridges ride I did (sort of) was when I finished an evening at the pub, tossed a coin, turned right and rode to Kew on my Brompton, had some more beer, then rode back, crashed twice in Hammersmith due to front brakes grabbing on hard, ended up in hospital with a broken collar bone, got married two weeks later, high on painkillers, weed and booze, met Ewan McGregor, had a party with you lot, continued to be married, then my wife died, then after too many Porn Star martinis flew to New York just to go to the theatre, got married again, to a woman I also met on my first wedding day, moved to West Hampstead, bought an Aston Martin, sold it, then moved to France, and so basically I live there now and I'm not coming.