What a nice day that was.
I left home early enough to get to my brother's house for 6.50am, where I picked up his TDM850 (I'm bikeless atm). I set off west on the M4 and made good time, but had to stop after an hour or so to don an extra layer. It was a tad colder and wetter than anticipated. As I was about to set off Jethro rode into the services, also to put on extra clothing. After a chat we set off together for St Davids.
Apart from a small tour of Carmarthen and a downpour at Haverfordwest, the ride was uneventful and we arrived at the cathedral at 9.30. Jethro said that the refectory did food and coffee so that's where we headed. We walked in and the man said "we don't open until 10" We killed some time and then went back. I asked for a breakfast menu and the man said "we don't serve food until 12". Fortunately some cake and coffee did the trick.
By the time we returned Pat and Mark had also turned up. I hadn't known what to expect and I was amazed to see that the ordination ceremony was a full cathedral event, with a massed congregation and countless blokes in frocks

It really brought home what an important event this is for Steffan.
After the floorshow Jethro and I headed off for Steffan's home up the coast in Aberaeron. We stopped enroute in an army surplus store where a bedraggled Pat joined us. We all met again at Steffan's where he and his family had prepared a slap up lunch. Richard showed up and a good time was had by all until I asked, innocently, "what time is it?" When I was told it was 4.30 the tone darkened as I realised that I was hours late for home.

However, thanks to a good tip on a shortcut and the lusty engine of the TDM I made good time and was back at my brothers by 6.35. Even better, when I got home my wife was pleased to see me.

A fine day
GC