Whooosh!

And then they were gone, or were they? A minute later a lone rider came into view with his very own Police motorcycle outrider and a minute after that a lady cyclist going like the clappers trying to get back to the peloton also with her own escort. I guess these two must have had mechanical problems.
After that the road opened and the queues of stationary traffic started to move.
But for a few minutes our village was the centre of attraction for Ride London and the professionals’ bike race.
There were a few idiots in cars trying to get through before the barriers were lifted and one guy who was swearing at the stewards about the road still being closed when the signs said it would reopen at 12.30, total idiot.