Helmet Hair

Wills hair is poking through his helmet looks very funny. Late getting to St Annes, but a beautiful day. W met me for lunch, he loves getting me to pay for a steak and ale pie and a Manchester tart. He insists on shaving his legs to improve his performance, however I’m sure his hair poking through his helmet creates an equivalent amount of drag. Home for a walk with L and W to Brock Bottom. Lovely walk but the last countryside one of the summer, it was getting dark as we finished.