May 20th – Last week, at the floating market, I moaned to my old friend about the p*nct*re palaver I’d had the day before. I arrived home this evening to find a small box sent by my friend, containing a couple of repair kits, some cement, and about 50 extra patches – all my favourite brand – Rema.
It’s a lovely, funny thought. And I’m sure they’ll save my ride many times. Just hopefully not for a while yet…
August 31st – ‘Why the long face, mate?’ ‘Because the summer’s over and passers by keep asking me stupid questions.’
Gorgeously nosey donkey, who brayed a hello at me as I cycled past at the bottom of Lazy Hill. I did the only reasonable thing – slammed the anchors on and went back to give him some fuss and take a few pictures.
November 6th – I was cycling through Little Aston, as you do. I stopped to adjust my scarf… looked my my left and there it was, screwed to the wall of Little Latches Cottage. The English sense of humour is remarkable, warm and silly. I have nothing further to add…
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