Maintenance
One of the cleat screws fell out when I was cycling on holiday and I promised myself I’d replace it as soon as I got home. Especially as they were so knackered and manky anyhow. That was July. Better late than never.
After that I headed out for a spin into the teeth of a Westerly.
Home to write stuff about golf, baking and methodology.
Followed yesterday’s awful soup with a cracking one today (carrot, squash, sweet potato, coriander and cumin).
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