Standing in the rain at 9.55 I was wondering if I could honourably retreat if no-one appeared. Luckily Louis arrived to keep me honest. The first 20 minutes were very wet indeed but the rain gradually eased and the roads were dry by the time we got back to Wantage. Coffee and cinnamon buns were taken at Blakes, as tradition demands. We were both too cold and wet to bother with the pub. A good ride, in retrospect.