My wonky nose

I got my bike back at the weekend and so today was day one of the commute. It was a bit of a shaky start due to the ice and the fact that I haven't ridden in over two years and it was school drop-off rush hour. Rode to Belvidere at lunchtime loaded up with Trivolle and then back again. By the time I was on my way back home this evening I was back in the swing of it!

Annoyingly, having just finished my antibiotics, I think I might be coming down with what everyone else has had.

Just while I was writing this I heard on the news the names of those who died in the Grand Canyon. I was with Jason Hill and his dad in Malawi in 2008 and visited them in Worthing afterwards. Jason was brilliant, such a big heart and didn't mind making fun of himself! Such a tragic loss and I can't imagine what the family are going through.