Another year of blipping the colourful surround to the circus tents in the Meadows.

And then it was off to the SKELF bike park to lap that several million times before someone crashed and burned in spectacular style which kinda drew a veil over proceedings as we silently wove our way home again.  It's hard to ride round a track when there's someone lying in the middle of it, waiting for an ambulance.

It did look sore.