On a glorious sunny day, despite Margaret falling into a raging torrent last week, she pluckily elected to lead nine of us in to and out of London along both sides of the Thames. No one fell in - hoorah! The morning stop was at the Rocket and lunch was at the New Inn at Ham. As we were about to leave Margaret discovered that she had a puncture - Jim volunteered to fix it - good old Jim. Sadly, as it transpired, he had put the punctured tube back in and had replaced the tyre the wrong way round and as a result 50 yards down the road the wheel was flat again - silly old Jim. Foolishly Margaret let him fix it again, correct tube in and tyre correcly replaced we set off again. 50 yards later Margaret discovered that the wheel had not been fully tightened and was now rubbing against the frame - oh Jim! Margaret, not thinking clearly, let Jim fix it for a third time and 5 yards later discovered that it was now rubbing on the other side. Again Jim was in there, fixing it for the fourth time while muttering "I am over eighty you know". More by luck then anything, he had really fixed it this time so we headed on back to the Moniz where the group gradually dispersed. A great day out with Margaret. Song of the Day If there's something strange with your bicycle Who you gonna call? (Not Jim Hayes) If there's something weird And it don't look good Who you gonna call? (Not Jim Hayes)