Another day, same route. My third sub 6 hour sleep gave me little hope of an enjoyable ride in but it wasn’t a tortuous one. I freewheeled down hills and did the spinning thing in the granny gears up the rises. The blinkie was on the whole way and still hadn’t given up but I was reassured that a new bracket for my old one had been delivered yesterday so I could use that for the return trip if needed.
Mrs B2W was working from home so she did the school run but I drove to the supermarket and rode from there all the same as I couldn’t face a tired full commute in the cold. It was earlier so the school traffic was at its peak. I weaved my way between teens glued to their screens on the cycle track, anxious to get to work in time for the start of the ticket ballot for next seasons International cricket.
I was 3376th in the queue when I logged in to the Oval website at 09.01. The one dayer was practically sold out for a family group of 4 by the time that I was in 15 minutes later. I was gutted as we all had a great day out at the pre World Cup matches last year but I managed my disappointment by securing a couple of day 1 seats for the Test in September. £80 for 6 hours of entertainment is pretty good value.
I had a full admin day ahead of me sourcing equipment for courses and I have found that after one of these days of mostly sitting in front of a PC that my back aches for most of the ride home, even though I take regular screen breaks and stretch. Tonight was no different and had it not been for this, and front light battery energy conservation, I could’ve enjoyed it on a wind free, mild-ish winter evening. Towards the end, riding the last km to the car park, I noticed that the great and good of St Michael’s Mead had begun to decorate their front gardens and houses with Christmas lights. I’ve started to notice that this year, a number of households have chosen deer as the dec du jour, as if suddenly discovering the secret of the Patronus charm. So I ambled about on a detour spotting more deer in 15min than I had when out walking the dog in the last 2 months. We live on the edge of an ancient hunting forest where there are still plenty to give the dog stellar exercise when she spots them so you can guess how many LED ones I saw this evening.
Being a Catholic, I’m pretty sure that I haven’t read the bit in the New Testament about deer being in the stable, rutting in the background while the shepherd’s visited the manger but I could be wrong. It’s been a while. Our immediate neighbour has one which I am thankful for as it means a saving in electricity bill, avoiding the need for our outside door light for a month.
In fact, there is so much seasonal themed lighting in our 10 house street that I am certain that it could be seen from the ISS on its many circuits. Nope, I am not a fan of excessive seasonal lighting. On lights, the battery has held out so far on the front bar and I have got notification that a new one is being dispatched on Monday meaning that I’ll get it by the end of next week. I’m keeping my fingers crossed that there’s enough juice left in my existing ones by then…