Today is the Global Bike to Work Day Challenge and I’ve not cycled. Actually, I imagine a lot of folk haven’t cycled as it’s a wee bit wet out there. I punish myself by going for a hot 'n' sweaty workout in the velodrome gym instead.
Then when I’m back home I fit a new rear tyre to my bike to
hopefully cure my persistent puncture problem. The tyre arrives in a tiny little
box, having been folded over several times. How cute, who’d have thought you do that? Then you cut
the tape holding it all together and it springs out quickly becoming a real life
full size tyre.
After not looking too keen on the bottle of Baileys that
arrived from my Mum for her birthday, L seems to be getting into it and we both
have a shot tonight. If shot is the right word? Perhaps it should be slug of
Baileys? Or perhaps bucket of Baileys?
(Tuesday 10th May)
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