by Paul
No fewer than eight hardy (or foolhardy) souls turned up on Saturday in the intermittently pouring rain and blustery wind to shelter under the arches of Nonsuch Manor and debate whether it was worth going for a ride or not. Nigel was back after his latest brush, an unfortunate meeting with a Mercedes and we were an indecisive and talkative seven until Steve arrived with brand new state of the art tubeless tyres and a puncture which had only just sealed; Nigel made him jittery by picking at the set gel!
Farthing Down was on the rides list, Steve suggested Leatherhead but six to two were in favour of Colin's suggestion of a very short ride to All Things Nice in Ewell High Street. Steve peeled off either to go home or to do a longer ride and that left us with seven; Colin, Rob, Nigel, Anna, Roger, Maggie and me. It rained harder, of course, until we got to our destination and then it eased off.
ATN is a cafe posing as a bric-a-brac shop, rarely visited because it is normally far to close to the start point. A pity it is not further afield; the tea was served in proper china and the scone, freshly made that morning, was delicious.
The entertainment was different, too. Yours truly wore his rainwear and the zip got stuck. Truly stuck. I could not release it. Nigel could not release it. Rob could not release it and to much hilarity at my expense Anna could not release it so in the end I took the thing off like a kagoule.
We had longer than usual for our afternoon tea and when we remounted the rain restarted. A proper British Summer this is turning out to be.
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