Marathon 2011 -alert-alert-alert-

I was at the front group when we arrived at the finish. There was no work being done, the finish was set up and the only problem was a grumpy old jobsworth of a woman who took umbrage at what she saw as our audacity (her in the red coat).

With our group it was that strutting bald cunt.

I'd say "look, we want to do this ride. We hurt nobody, and we inconvenience nobody, so how about just making us official. We will be your official advanced guard to make sure the route is clear and safe. We're not a race, we're a procession, like the Lord Mayor's show."
If they won't countenance it then threaten to do the ride anyway, at race pace, with maximum numbers.