CW photographer Richard Butcher tells his side of the story…
Never make a bet over a beer – a valuable life lesson. A convivial post-work drink initiated the debate, and the amber nectar had kicked in when Steve insisted he could beat me across London on a bike.
Brimming with confidence at the start, I tapped my Oyster card at Heathrow Terminal 3, and descended the escalator, confident of my unhindered travel ahead. Easy money, I thought, as I approached the platform and the train that would whisk me to Stratford. I wouldn’t even need to change trains. Besides, Steve was probably still faffing with his Garmin.
And then, just as I was picturing my inevitable victory, a man in a fluorescent vest burst my victorious bubble. “Problems on the westbound…