We Are Never Ever Getting Back Together

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All done!  We are back in Muir of Ord for our final gig before heading home tomorrow.  We managed to slip away from Helmsdale without any further contact with Mrs 2 Rooms, for an easy 62 mile final ride.  Fearing I would slow people down I set off a bit early and was in the hotel with a pint by 1:30.  Neil followed shortly but the rest didn't show up until 5pm.....no idea where they got to.

So it's time to break up the band (disband the band?).   You will probably wonder what their future holds:

David will return to his day job, skimming the profits from the pension funds of hard-working songwriters.

Nick will continue to cycle most days....so no change there.

Stuart will hopefully continue to ride; he has the potential to be a very strong cyclist and he now has the base fitness to realise that potential.

Michael will probably buy a new bell and then sit back assuming that this has addressed any shortfalls in his cycling performance.

John will put his bike in the garage and leave it there until the band reforms.... then complain that he finds the cycling hard.

Plum will go home and fashion an artificial leg for Julia out of an old newel post he has kicking around in the shed.

Alan will go for a thorough sexual health check...by the looks of the mattress in the back of the van it has seen some action.

And me?  A visit to the doctor to see if I am ill or just lazy then 2 more cycling adventures before the season is over, one in Norway and one in Portugal.

Thanks for coming along for the ride.

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