announcing that I went a little out of my way this morning to use "Britain's 'most woke' £2 million roundabout" (Daily Express).
Are you now all the colours of the rainbow and identifying as a gender-fluid great-crested newt?
If we ever require a program of enforced population reduction, I think the producers and readership of the Express would be a great place to begin..
Today was a ride of two halves. Into town was quite nice - spitting but manageable with the pre-emptively-donned waterproofs providing a welcome wind break. Traffic was backed up maybe half a mile to the ring road, however barring a few stops for oncoming cars I just smugly sailed past in the middle of the opposite carriageway
Passed the park and ride evidently just after one of the busses has disgorged itself; exchanging smiles with two apparently unconnected ladies also on Bromptons. I think they carried on up the Abingdon road; but suspect if they were going to town they might have preferred the quiter back route I've become accustomed to taking.
Sausages snaffled the journey back out was far less fun - the rain having got heavier and now in my face thanks to the orientation of the bracing wind. In addition the stop at the butchers had allowed time for some heat to accumulate inside the waterproofs which were now feeling a bit sweaty.
Nearly took the Fuji today as the Brompton's back to filling its frame with detritus since my extended mudflap fell off, although ultimately I couldn't be arsed to transfer all the gear over in the limited time I had; nor lock the Fuji up outside the covered market instead of sneaking the Brompton in.
I'm looking forward to having the "new" CdF setup for this duty, although thanks to my lack of time and an absence of any clear path of how to proceed with some parts that seems a long way off...