STOP THE WORLD, I WANT TO STAY ON

The UK specialises in overcast, it-could-rain-at-any-minute-but-it-might-not skies. All you can do is hold your thumbs and head out anyway, because otherwise you'd never get a ride in. 

Sunday was one such day and I crossed my fingers, put on photochromic glasses and  chose a reasonably A-road route - just in case. Of course, it turned into a beautifully clear and dry day (always a risk, and hence the photochromic glasses) if not a very warm or spring-like one. 

After being off the bike for the best part of two weeks, it was fantastic to be back in the saddle and swooping in and out of what little traffic there was/ round any vaguely twisty bits. The difficult part was getting off at the end of the day...