After we split up, there was a deluge to Cowbridge, then loads of fresh hedge trimmings between City and Graig Penllyn, so we were very lucky to get to Bridgend without a puncture or two. Although it had brightened up by the time we got into the lanes we were still chilly. I did hear "are we nearly there yet" more than once in the last few mile, but 'well done' to the ladies for being so stoical in such adverse conditions.