Is it really four months since this years Tweed Run? Has it really taken this long to put pen to paper?, The answers to both these questions is yes and, embarrassingly yes.
By now, one and all will probably have a good idea what occurred, to whom and why, please indulge us a little longer and listen to the ramblings and reminiscences of the Guvnors’ Assembly. This year’s Tweed Run was the first event since Mr Young-Ing handed over the keys to the Manor House he has carefully built up over the past seven years to the honourable fellows at Bourne and Hollingsworth. The first and most notable ramification of this being the start venue outside the Bourne and Hollingsworth buildings before we got our act together, paused for a quick pull on our hip flasks, got our act together again and set off onto the streets of London Town.
Anyone who has ridden on the Tweed Run, or indeed just followed from afar will be aware that the route varies from year to year, they will also be aware that as the years have gone by, the route, although still very enjoyable was at times a little more walk than ride.
Lunch stop on this particular ride was within the grounds of Albert Park, where a few friends of the GA were pulled in to our sphere of influence (possibly by the offer of alcohol), although all too soon the ever diligent Marshals, were doing there thing and attempting to motivate 500+ recently fed and watered riders for a group shot at the foot of the Albert Memorial, alas an unfinished bottle of wine prevented our participation.
Photo completed and back on our bikes for the return journey back to Spa Fields for a warm welcome and a Hendricks cocktail, for most participants at least, the chaps guarding the gate were a little apoplectic at the GA riding through the gate and they forgot to issue us with our complementary voucher, fortunately we had charged our hip flasks in preparation (although we were also admonished for having a little nip from these).
All in all we had a wonderful time, a rather pleasant chat with Pashley’s Mr Williams, who even after all these years still has not learnt his lesson and asked Mr Adam if he would mind being interviewed by a German production company.
All in all, the Tweed Run has changed, a little more polished, a few more rules but the spirit lives on and perhaps most importantly for a cycling event the opportunity to actually ride our bikes.
A few snaps from the day.