i’ve ridden a bike in rain before, but yesterday was something else!
So much for waterproof gear, it had no chance – thank goodness for overly warm hotel rooms! Not sure i would ever say that… It was truly bizare though, once i had got out of the valleys on the 470 it was as dry as it could be, not a drop! It was also very strange going back into Cardiff on that road, i remember driving down the first time in a van with rebecca, every little town we came across, ‘is this cardiff?’ poor dear, she only knew Llanrug and Bangor, cardiff was a bit too big to understand at 6
Greenbelt over, school looming. Is there much to look forward to save for the usual autumnal festivities? It’s no good thinking that the year...


