Whatever that means
One of those days, rare and only likely to get rarer now, when the sun was out, the wind was loow and it seemed a shame to spoil it by going to work. Instead I just kept pedalling from the usual starting point in Barnton all the way round the coast to Musselburgh and headed back into town. Nice.
And the new wheel is lovely. True, smooth and the dynamo not even noticeable. And Mandy was wrong: my puncture on the way home was not a fatalistic response to my photo of TFP yesterday. I wasn’t even laughing!