Saddles, shame and stabilisers


I decided to take on cycling as my first sport for a variety of more-or-less valid reasons. It’s a skill I probably should have acquired by this stage in my life (from here in known as the Shame Factor). As a solo activity, I’m only letting myself down if I don’t master it. I still have nightmares about the look … Read More

Every night’s a school night


You know that horrible Sunday-night feeling – brought on by the Antiques Roadshow theme tune or the smell of a roast dinner – that ruins the end of a weekend? I’ve got that feeling – on a Friday, of all days. I’m like a child feigning illness to avoid another early Monday morning. But my tummy hurts… And it’s all … Read More