Whatever that means
It’s purely for quality control. Making sure that it’s coming along nicely and it is. Only the weakest of ffittts as the top came off but tastes as good as ever.
A run into Edinburgh with Nathan to collect his car from Stockbridge and even though I’m sure we could have fitted both bikes into the car (though not without some scratching) I’d already decided in my head that it made more sense to just ride back instead of going up to Waverley for a train. And it was a nice ride, after stopping for a breakfast of Lucozade and Mars Bar.