This may belong in the shit list...
Today was a day of firsts. A resident of the Royal County of Berkshire venturing into the darkest depths of the Southern Riviera, and my first BCTTT group ride
Having arrived at the agreed rendezvous and dispensing with the pleasantries, and beginning to prepare for the ride ahead, I turn around to see Ade donning a single vinyl glove with a smile on his face and mumbling something about trying to get hooked on the ring again After a brief discussion about the route, Adrian had the ideal opportunity to stick his hand down the front of his shorts using the old 'applying chamois cream' excuse. Note to all - DO NOT shake hands with him unless you're wearing gloves
For those who remember that photo, I queried as to why there was only a small M-dot tattoo rather than the full Ironman Copenhagen description, finishing time and splits of all finishers tattooed on there
Safety briefing complete and we set off. I mention to Ade that we'd be on a busy-ish road for the first few miles before turning off onto the quieter lanes, which elicited the response of "You'll be very familiar with them" And in another first, Adrian didn't have any form of road rage or show any aggression to other road users
35 miles of undulating countryside, banter, bolting his load too early up a climb, a foolish attempt on a KoM across a pedestrian bridge on the A27, sunshine and cake. All in all, a good day. I can honestly say that Adrian is a top bloke, charitable, genuine and proud to call him a twat. Sorry, friend. He went out of his way to come down and see me, for which I am truly appreciative given my current state. Thank you