Out with a mate tonight. 15 miles of muddy local bridleway bashing.
But a beautiful clear moonlit night. Stopped at the high point of the ride to look back down over the scenic view over the M1, Trowell services and Ilkeston beyond and he produced a pack of the most delicious mince pies I can remember.
Back to the village pub and 3 pints of Old Intentional with a couple of mates who hadn’t made the ride.
And then the landlord gave me a £50 donation to the Scout group I’m involved with. Utterly random.
If the night carries on this like this, I’ll go up to bed and MrsMC will be dressed as the slave girl Princess Leia in The Empire Strikes Back….
Except I’m tipsy and she has to get up and go to work in the morning. Probably better if I just go to the spare room and sleep it off…. 🙄