Summer's Come

Jun 23, 2009 01:22

If I might go against the wisdom of Grant Nicholas (whose Comfort in Sound starts to sound even better whenever there's a glimmer of sunshine, I'm finding).

Around lunchtime I was wondering where the glorious sunshine I was promised was, but I didn't need to worry for long.  By the time I'd cleared out of work and cycled off eastwards, it was definitely off-with-shirt weather, much less the raincoat.  Out as far as Little Island, back past Fota and across the ferry to Passage West.  They must have been an audit there:  first time I've actually been charged a fare!  At Douglas I went onto the ring road.  Not very scenic, but by that stage I was thinking "path of least resistance".  Enjoy endorphin afterglow for now; hope the legs still bend in the middle come tomorrow.

Some encouraging noises about progress on both my intractable expenses and my wonky laptop.  On contract renewal past September, though, things are if anything murkier than ever.

passage west, cycling

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