March 17th – Another cold commute, although less windy. It really seems to have become more wintry of late, but much drier, which is welcome.

The light nights continue to please me, and even leaving work a little late I managed to cross the Black Cock Bridge as the dusk fell. A beautiful but musty, overcast dusk that glowed a soft purply pink.

It’s great to be riding in the light again.