Who would ever imagine that a short ride to the next village to visit some elderly neighbours would take two and a half hours? When Lorraine said that she wanted to be home by lunchtime thankfully she didn't specify which one. Both horses were so brave when we met fifteen big motorbikes with their lights on. Three had gone by before Théoden baulked but when I got off and stood by his head he was happy to let them all pass on the very narrow lane. Thank you to the bikers, whoever you were - mainly Triumph riders.
