If I was Scottish I would say the weather was bit dreich at the start. I had put my rainlegs on in the train much to the amusement/ridicule of my fellow passengers and I wasn’t surprised there were only 4 additional takers for Sunday’s short foray into suburbia. However, by the time we left the coffee stop at Asda Jane, Clive, Gerry and Nick had joined us so a healthy group of nine went in search of lunch at the Myllet Arms. The route took us past St Mary’s Northolt and I wondered whether we might be ploughing through the exiting congregation when we got there but, in the event, the faithful were long gone. Jim had a pneumatic problem on the canal but Nick helpfully stayed back to help him out whilst the rest of us continued to the Myllet paying, this time, silent tribute to Nicky Hopkins on the way. After a hearty carvery lunch, we took the long footpath from Gurnell to Drayton Green Station (Note to Ealing Council why is only half of this route designated a cycleway?) Here we encountered the aftermath of storm Erik in the shape of a substantial fallen tree. Fortified by lunch this was soon lifted into a more accommodating position and we continued to Estrella do Norte where the ride dispersed in bright sunshine. Peter