Well, what a splendiferous evening that was. I got to speak to Mice - the first time in
ages. And all too briefly to HaloJ - the first time in
years! There was also the opportunity to admire Martin's LEL medal - and confirm it wasn't actually made out of chocolate. I have to say Martin that I did object to Adrian unfairly comparing you to the head orc from Lord of the Rings. You're just an ordinary one.
(Oh... and well done!)
The ride back to CoG's place will remain in the Cycle Chat annals of Legend forever. In retrospect, perhaps we should have realised that cycling back was perhaps not the best idea when CoG had a clipless moment at the second set of lights. But, undeterred, we forged onwards. Into the teeth of a thunderstorm. Complete with torrential downpour. We were soaked in seconds. But at least it wasn't cold. After a brief regrouping on the pavement, CoG collided with an inconsiderately placed bollard. And fell off. I suggested the train might be an idea. CoG demurred, so we forged onwards, the streets now more akin to rivers. I was very glad I was on the Galaxy, with its mudguards rather than the Cannondale which would have been an even more soggy affair. After a few more miles of
swimming cycling we were halted by a set of lights which had the effrontery to be red. Whereupon CoG fell off. An onlooker rushed over to check that CoG was okay "It's all right, I'm just drunk". I suggested getting the train. CoG assured me about the efficacy of
BEER as a pain killer, so we splashed onwards - after all, it's only blood isn't it?
Our arrival at CoG towers was sadly lacking in the thoroughly deserved fan fare of heralds, brass bands, fireworks. Instead, CoG banged on the door (this now being the wrong side of 1am)
- "What are you doing??"
- "I forgot my keys"
- "FFS, User, if this comes up in court I'll have to say that you deserved it!"
Surprisingly Mrs CoG not merely didn't bash him over the head with a clue by four, but instead made us a rather tasty curry! Much more forgiving than I would be...
So, all in all, I'm very glad i made the effort to come down from that beak wilderness called "Birmingham". Thanks User.