London to Brighton in four hours

No, not the cyclists, the support team!
And back again in another four hours too.

Accidents, traffic jams, you name it, it was waiting out on the road for us. It's amazing how busy the roads are in London at ten oclock at night!

But the cyclists did really well.

I got to spend time by the seafront trying to take pictures of seagulls (there's always a longish period, punctuated by texts from the cyclists, telling us they're nearly there now, when I improve the golden hour by trying to take pictures of seagulls) but we missed the arrival of the main group because they didn't tell us they'd arrived. Barney and Eldest came in a good bit later and waved as they passed so I caught them :)

Then next day (Sunday) I got to see deer in Richmond Park (rather early in the morning which was very good) and had breakfast in Barnes (no not here, I went to a cafe and had bacon and egg. the waitress seemed a trifle ouzzled* by my idea that breakfast could be just bacon and egg instead of the full english).
Barnes is a really lovely place though it was sad not to have a much looked forward to meeting with a very lovely person :(

And on the way home I stopped at the lakes near Theale and that was pretty good too.

Now I'm knackered and will have to spend several days recovering.

Phew!

Oh! did I mention dragons? Hosewell was seething with them :) Who'd'a' thought dragons would be bright blue!

*alright, puzzled. But I think she was a bit ouzzled too.