March 22nd – A headache grey day with little to commend it saw me persevere with a ride around Stonnall. It was gusty and unpleasant and I didn’t enjoy it.
With the current situation on my mind I felt spare and lost.
Some days, you just leave, ride the grey lanes, and come home. And that’s all you can ask for.
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