More bike problems today. This time an old boy racer on an old racer. One who probably went home to his missus and whinged about the old boy who overtook him. Eventually.
I get a happy birthday email from the Trent Barton bus company, two days late. Which is priceless and so very apt. Still ahead of Son's card though. Hate to think how late the one from Yourbus will be.
Tonight at dog class, MD flies round the course although he does practice knocking the poles down. So it’s not looking too good for the weekend...
(Tuesday 29th April)