means us harm

Not entirely sure what it is but I felt it was safer in my pocket than sitting on the road on a tight badly-cambered corner which someone coming down Milton Road East then turning left to Joppa might conceivably suddenly find underneath their wheel.

It was Mr Livvo's probably final mosque luncheon as a co-employee this lunchtime so I'd been planning on not having any breakfast in order to be hungry enough by lunchtime to not be overfilled. I forgot to not have breakfast so attempted to compensate with a couple of extra miles on the way in but was still feeling slightly full by time evening came, though adding the first half of the usual BCC Wednesday route to the route home dealt with that.