Lozzo

And in a not so shocking twist it appears the win has been given to the bloody cyclist, because he arrived at the finish line first while I was still stowing kit in the boxes about 30 yards away in a bike parking bay. The fact he wasn't dressed for a 'meeting' has been overlooked (jeans tucked into socks and wearing trainers), but I should have realised it would be biased his way when I saw the challenge was being arranged by the local council's Cycling Development Officer.