4 December. The chances for getting out (i.e. any weather that doesn't involve wind and rain) are becoming fewer and farther between. And now I'm finding that my Dutch bike*, no matter how much I like and appreciate it, just isn't capable of coping off-road. Actually, off-tarmac would be a better description. So that cuts down my available route options. To one direction, basically. And for those of you old enough to remember Victor Meldrew, today that took me to the spot that he died:
I should have heeded the fact that Victor was a hit-and-run victim, since that would have prepared me for the abuse that was hurled at me from the motorist who tried to force me off the road on the way back.