Bike check

R went to Brighton with her sister today so I was home, painting the conservatory doors, tidying up after the cats, and then checking over the bikes, including riding them for a few miles. We have arranged to go on a ride across the marshes on Saturday with some friends so I needed to make sure they were up to it, as R’s bike hasn’t been used for months. Apart from needing a little air in the tyres they were fine. In fact I preferred R’s saddle to mine.
After that I went to a meeting at the bowls club, for new members, to learn about match etiquette, and how to be on your best behaviour. I get the impression of some matches being played in an atmosphere of simmering antagonism, masked by politeness. Can’t think that I am likely to take it that seriously.