Avon calling

I'm guessing that a nutritionist wouldn't recommend 5 bottles of beer and a chicken balti the night before a big ride by way of preparation, but that was what I set off with today after another great night with friends. 136km today pretty much along the Avon valley and back. I went out through Arrow and headed towards Worcester. I was riding into a strong headwind so about 15k short of Worcester itself I turned south from Upton Snodsbury towards Wyre Piddle (I'm not making this up) which took me through Pershore, which was heaving, presumably because of the plum fair (!) that was on in the market square then to Broadway and back through Stratford which was also heaving, presumably because of Shakespeare and home through Charlecote. 5 and half hours elapsed, average 28kph. Not much to report, the weather was good if windy, I stopped and filled my water bottles at a cider mill outside Broadway and ate cherry flapjack (not home made, full of e numbers and preservatives but they'd given me free water so I felt obliged to buy something) and I had a pleasant five minute stop by the Avon in Stratford watching the boats. I also stopped on the green at Inkberrow for an energy bar . Inkberrow was allegedly the inspiration for the village in the Archers, particularly this 16th century pub which features as The Bull. But I resisted a pint. I didn't want my secrets broadcast to the nation on Radio 4 as part of Archers' gossip.