I look outside the office window and I try to decide weather or not to go on my bike or weather to go down the road to the Gym. I opt for the gym believe it or not from the photo. I park up open the boot and then think to myself. Have I put my trainers in my bag I don’t remember doing so. I have a quick look and thats that, back in the car and up the M6. Back at home I get my bike out.
Vroom Vroom along the way I go.
To night though I was in for a treat. The blossoms on the trees were out and they looked pretty.
The air was cool and refreshing and I was peddling away merrily.
Down the canal it was emptiness.
The sun was setting and view was real nice.
When I did reach Brewood I stumbled on my Uncle Eric, whom neither lives around here or appears often. We got talking for a bit.
Of course the last struggle up hill before the down part to home. How good this night has been.