- Location
- Inside my skull
I would far rather ride on a mildly warm spring day, bit as we only get one of those every 3 years I just grin and bear it.
People won't ride in the crap weather, and that's fine, I really couldn't care less what other people get up to. That said, when they whittle about it I won't reply by saying "there there" and give them a cuddle, which seems to upset some of them.
We're an island in the Atlantic, 52 odd degrees north. If I let the weather dictate my life I'd never leave the house.
Don‘t worry the Fire Brigade are on their way with arm bands so they can rescue you from your flooded basement. They apologise it’s taken 30 years to get to you.