Stopped by Asda to fill up, on the way to see the consultant about my back.
After filling up I thought I’d put some air in the tyres... anyway, pulled through the forecourt and two bikers were parked in front of the air compressor / machine chatting away. I said hi but they were clearly too cool to say anything and couldn’t be arsed to move their obviously awesome bikes
Managed to get the air sorted and rode away when I noticed that they had “blood” high vis vests on, which was a bit weird as neither bikes were marked up with chevrons. Standard white helmet crew, so possibly just unmarked couriers...
Anyway, I made the 100 mile round trip and it turns out I need another MRI (booked for Wednesday next week, yay private medical) so not a totally wasted journey.
Mistake 1.... it was a bit chilly on the ride home to just be wearing a t-shirt under my jacket. In my defence it was perfect on the way up and if I’d wore the inner lining I may have gotten there uncomfortably sweaty.
Mistake 2.... I was making good progress on the way home until I got to some slow moving traffic. Eventually got to the head of the queue and found the issue... police. Nothing wrong, just people afraid to overtake them at anything over 71mph. So, I ended up making the worlds longest overtake on a convoy of police vans down the M4. As I pull along side as the driver of the lead vehicle he looks at me and gestures to me to gun it. For about 4 miles I had a police escort as two vans pulled side by side blocking the 2 lane stretch and a traffic cop in a BMW was trying to stretch my legs.
Weird evening all round.
