It’s really bloody cold out there! By the time I got home my gloves were icing up and my face was begin­ning to go numb. It’s only a couple of miles!

What’s more I had to ride most of it on the pavement thanks to thick fog render­ing me nearly invis­ible. I tried riding in the road but one or two cars passed me so close that they clearly weren’t aware of my exist­ence. HELLOOO! THERE’S A BIG FLASHING RED LIGHT AND LOADS OF REFLECTIVE BITS ALL OVER ME! Fools. The thing is, when the fog’s like that, you can’t really see oncom­ing pedes­tri­ans or gert big kerbs, which makes things inter­est­ing. Still, I got back alive and without killing or even slightly maiming anybody. In these condi­tions that’s a result.

Right, the remainder of my apple crumble awaits me. Must dash…