It spent several years faithfully serving Dan’s brother while he was a messenger in London, but is so small that it crams his spine into a question mark.
The sort that comes at the end of a sentence like, “when will I be able to walk again?”
Still, great weather and great countryside – nicely topping-up my fresh-air reserves before I spend the next fortnight in London.
Note to self; next time take swimming shorts, and sunscreen.
Stats: 30 miles, 13mph average, 37mph maximum (fixed@48:16), deer spotted: 3 (2 still alive).