I’m not the only one in the family for whom sanity is bicycle shaped… For my mum, getting out on her bike, even if just for a little while two or three times a week, is a lifeline.
We managed to slip out today for half an hour before the sun set.
We didn’t get very far and even if we’d had time, the mud in the grounds of Duns Castle was a bit trying (the Paper Bicycle offroads surprisingly well but I thought the Brompton would disappear in places. It’s only little…)
And we were back in time for tea. Just as we promised we would. Sometimes the temptation must be just to keep on pedalling though…