I have a confession to make...

...the reason Cornelius had to get a taxi home after the Bridges ride was me

I punctured on Saturday afternoon, and put in my spare right before the feeder ride, then I punctured again on one of the bridges and Cornelius gave me his spare tube... I then ripped the valve right off it as I was overenthusiastically pumping it up.

If it hadn't have been for another friendly rider - didn't get your name dude, but thanks again - it would have been me walking home.

I owe you both a beer... I now have two spare tubes in my bag

hangs head in shame and slinks away...

samsonite

don't worry about it, I've got two spare inner tubes, but only carry one with me, that'll teach me to carry two whenever I'm on the bike
anyway wasn't really looking forward to the long ride home, my legs had gone by the time we'd got to greenwich and I'd never have made it back before sunrise.
instead I had a quick nap in the cab, brought bacon and eggs for a really late lunch and had a nice bath to ease the aches and pains.
the 20 squid I would have spent on beer anyway and my gut doesn't need to be any bigger than it already is.

hahahaha!

Glad to see you got a good breakfast, anyway...

See you next time, beers are on me!