9°C:
; light N.
56 miles. Clear fresh and bright. Was there was a rally on, I was crossed by numbered 1970s sports cars, Alphas, Triumphs, Volvos and even a Mk1 Cortina. All of them muddy, and souped up the way they did back in the ’70s.
A spectator warned me of the risks in cycling, he’d broken his back when hit by a minibus.
Pauses to think and eat another jaffa cake.
It took another 2 hours to finally finish fixing that bike. BrakesbearingstyreschaincleangreaseAndSoOn…