2014-04-06 The London Classic

Well I was sat in the pub on Saturday, a few pints into a relaxing afternoon session, the sun was setting on a slightly blustery but sparkling day and all felt well with the world. Someone was whaffling on about riding bikes and stuff and I was distractedly agreeing with them. Next thing I know I'm replying to some email, isn't modern technology wonderful. Anyway, looking at my emails this morning I get the distinct impression that I'm doing this ride, apparently it starts and finishes in a pub, not sure what happens in between but what's the worst that could happen?

This all sounds vaguely familiar.