It"s taken a while coming, but Spring finally arrived today. The wind shifted to the South, the Sun came out (as did the leg warmers instead of the super-roubaix tights), and the carbon racing bike was polished up for a jaunt up Pork Hill - S insisted on this route having suffered too much on Peak Hill in the earlier part of the week (more of this in a separate post). On route we stopped to put a few quid on the Grand National (as usual we lost our shirts) and then a quick 35 miles via the Fox Tor, beans on toast emporium. Off to the Opera tonight (Madame Butterfly in case you are interested) for, somewhat shamefully, my first such excursion. So we will be suitably cultured . . .
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