Accompanying the wet roads were the corpses of fallen trees, uprooted during the storms of 23 December. There was also a noticeable drop in temperature, not initially, but on our ride back through to Coulsdon from Woodmansterne – almost balaclava weather, I pointed out to Andy.
Being as it was Boxing Day we had some of my mum's excellent Christmas cake to eat instead of the usual cereal bars.
With Boxing Day being a kind of tradition for NoVisibleLycra, we had to take the official shot, which this year proved a problem as you'll see from the images below.
|Take one: '...er, where's Matt?"|
|Take two: '...that's still not right, is it?|
|Take three: '...perfect (and I still look a little chubby).|