I Want To Ride My Bicycle...

[endlessrarities]

And today, I actually did!  Fifteen miles in total, in lovely glorious weather.  That stiff north-easterly was still very much in evidence, however.  We used to get a warm west wind which meant a tail wind home from work.  Now, it's inevitably a head wind.

It's the first opportunity I've had to do a cycle-commute this year.  And it's the last opportunity for the forseeable future, since I'll be trailing around various archives next week.

This attempt at keeping fit is not without its difficulties.  Last night, the clegs were very much in evidence when we took the horses out into the fields.  We're not talking Liberal Democrat Deputy Prime Ministers here - it's the Scots term for the dreaded horsefly.  Long, brown, torpedo-shaped and mean!  I' ve seen them draw blood from a horse before...  Molly was driven demented by the brutes, I managed to swat four (I don't normally advocate violence against mindless mini-beasts, but I make an exception for clegs and mosquitoes).  I thought I'd escaped, but I found a great big red blotch on my knee today (about the size of a 50 pence piece) and I knew I'd been well and truly clegged!  It had to happen, I suppose.  Last year, they got me on the face.

It's been an exhausting night.  After cycling 10 miles home, I had to water all the various pots and one of the flower beds.  It took me one and a quarter hours.

So I am now officially knackered...