Oh well, typical cockup ...
We all set off from UWE following the rave tricycle - we get seperated negociating the very same roundabout we'd reclaimed.
I charged off on my usual route home - where the lead "pelaton" had seemed to be heading - which is also the shortest route into town ...
Once I'd made it around the roundabout there was no sign of the motley crew - and I couldn't imagine said tricycle could have made that much progress (two wheels at the front, one at the back).
One other straggler managed to convince me they'd gone in the other direction ... but half a wasted mile later I thought sod it and cut through the campus back to the route I was originally on ....
... to cut a long story short, I thought I might as well go down to the Arnolfini to have a look at least ... well there was no one there at witching hour minus 15 minutes ... there was a police van by the YMCA though ....
To be honest it was just as well - not just because of the weather and the dangers of fighting the Clarksonist hoardes in those conditions, (even with my mega bike lights) - but because I'm still not 100 percent fit.
I'm guessing that A. the Kernow - inspired group had taken a secret smugglers' route to avoid the excise men, or B. they'd learnt by means of their pocket- sized telephones.. that the mission was cancelled.
(Either that or they were too embarassed to be seen with me
