Reports on Current and Past Events

With the lovely Golden Boy Dave driving, an intrepid band of tourists set off early on a Thursday morning, suitably prepared for all unexpected mysteries.

After a brief comfort stop at Birchanger, where no one decided to leave us and join Golden Boy Ian on his coach going to Ladies Day at Ascot, mainly because none of us had brought our fascinators and six inch platform Jimmy Choos, (it’s always been a mystery to me as to how anyone can walk in those), we pootled along the roads through Essex towards Braintree.

There we came to a grinding halt behind a large queue of traffic at a mysterious and unexplained stand-still. It turns out we were all waiting for the Women’s Cycle Tour to whizz through on their way to Clacton. They were to plague us on and off for the rest of the morning.