A belated report owing to an internet connection problem. The Virgin man has now been and set me up with a new router.
On our way from North Cheam Lynda took us to ? House where there had been a serious fire a few days ago. We admired the damage and then carried on. The paths in the park were icy in places and poor old Liz took a tumble. She got back on her bike but during lunch it started to really hurt. So she hobbled off to A & E in considerable pain. After 5 hours she was X-rayed, nothing broken and equipped with crutches. She reckons she'll be out of action for some time.
It was the day of the Christmas lunch so there were a host of B riders. So many I didn't attempt a roll call as I usually do. We set off from Claygate retracing our steps due north along Red Lane. A short hiatus when we got to a no-entry sign to cross the M25, which I proposed to ignore but wiser heads prevailed. So we crossed via a sub-way. The fog was quite thick at this stage, there was one place to cross quite a fast road where one hesitated because it was not obvious whether one could see far enough.
Along some side streets and the on a main-ish road to Hampton Court Bridge and on to the tow-path along the north side of the river. We passed the ice-rink in Hampton Court garden. Even in the fog it was nice to cycle along the river, the path is pretty good and, of course, no traffic and few walkers. Over Kingston Bridge and on the the Weatherspoon pub, the Kings Tun (not very funny and incorrect punctuation!)
I had deliberately chosen a direct route so that there was plenty of time for lunch. There was! We got there at about 12.15 and finished about 3.30. The service was so slow several people gave up before their desert.
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