Graveyard

In the morning we took L to the station so that she could get back to London ahead of an early start for a “hen” weekend in Lisbon. She couldn’t quite believe that the Docks station was really a station - no ticket barrier, buildings, staff...

Got back and M had a well-earned relaxing day. I mended the MYB’s gear selector which had stopped working when K had her crashette. Later, despite feeling a bit flat, went out for a short run which woke me up. Had half-planned on a ride with M but he couldn’t tear himself away from watching the cycling in Spain.

I collected a lot of dead (drowned?) insects.
After that, we met up with H and K for a Pizza.