So yesterday was a washout in reality and metaphorically. I was rough as a dog and Beth worked a nightshift which obviously inhibits my activities whilst she catches up on her sleep. Abi was off school ill too, so a right miserable bunch we all were. Anyway, today Beth went to bed I took the opportunity to escape the house with Imogen and took the VW camper van over to the British Volkswagen festival in Malvern, where I finally got my much sought after finger plates for the doors in the autojumble. Much joy on my part (I know, it's sad) and Imogen had fun on the fair, so much joy on her part. When we got home Beth had arisen from slumber, so I took off for a quick blast up Stoneleigh hill, 24km in 45 minutes, largely uphill. I'm getting quicker. And the sun shone, blimey!
Tomorrow I plan to do about 120km now I feel less lethargic. Watch this space for news.
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