Reluctant Gardening

I spend the morning cuddling my hangover then cuddling my life partner (the two legged one) before doing a spot of reluctant gardening.

In the evening I do a track session at Derby Velodrome. There are only seven of us which is truly knackering but thankfully none of the really speedy psychos are there. There must be an event for psychos on somewhere. My Dad doesn’t make it either, so we do the Horse and Jockey afterwards rather than the Exeter Arms. 

(Sunday 28^th May)