Token trundle
Making use of a brief break in the resumed unremitting cloud and gloom, went out for a cycle this evening. Took it pretty easy though, partly as on the one hand, it's supposed to much nicer tomorrow, so I don't want to do what I did before the last Token Sunny Day, and pre-knacker myself on a lesser window. And partly on the other, because my "voice wrecked by convention, insufficient sleep, drink, talking, and disastrously, post-(post-singalong singalong) singalong" (more on this shortly) might be escalating into actual bronchitis, so conversely I might end up in bed all day anyway.
Note to self: when wimping out, don't take the right turn immediately before this scenic burn/sideroad/Marian grotto/flower arrangement/public defibrillator if I'm wanting to get back to the main road, as it overpasses it, then wends its merry way all the way to Model Farm road, via the Kilumney Road.
Note to self: when wimping out, don't take the right turn immediately before this scenic burn/sideroad/Marian grotto/flower arrangement/public defibrillator if I'm wanting to get back to the main road, as it overpasses it, then wends its merry way all the way to Model Farm road, via the Kilumney Road.