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Did hundreds of tweed-clad cyclists ride past you on Saturday? No, you didn’t go back in time – you were witnessing the eighth annual Tweed Run, the most polite, stylish bike ride in town.
Starting from the Bourne & Hollingsworth Buildings in Clerkenwell, the 14-mile jaunt took in the sights of London, stopping at Kensington’s Albert Memorial for a spot lunch and a group picture before heading back to Clerkenwell for a grand garden party in Spa Fields.
Caps were doffed, the most enviable picnic baskets were produced, rides were pimped, and good gosh, everyone was so darn dapper.
Tweed Run 2016, we salute you.
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There was music.
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Plenty of cork-popping ensured riders were kept refreshed.
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There was always time for tea.
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Riders wished 'good day' to all around.
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They hung with old friends.
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And phoned those who couldn't make it (just like the old days).
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There were some beautiful bikes including lots of penny-farthings. You should see their dismounting skills.
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And plenty of tandems.
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Rides were pimped.
Totally on brand.
Even hired rides were tweeded up.
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The picnics were on-point.
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And there were dogs.
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Some good old fashioned, wholesome family fun.
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London never looked so good.
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