Dramatic cycling

Somehow managed to avoid getting drenched on this mornings ride.

Earlier there had been much complaining when the alarm went off for school.

Then there had been a flurry of emails. Which bought time for the bike ride.

Later I ran Mrs S into town for an appointment and did some work in a cafe round the corner. Home in time for the twins getting back.

Later I laughed until I cried watching the pug trying to chase down a deer. When he came back he was making a noise like an old pair of rusty bellows.