The White Blizzard

I cycled along to Stockbridge today in my lunch break and it was pure pleasure.

I am still using my old bike, the DiamondBack Topanga, aka 'The White Blizzard' as the insurance payout for my stolen Marin has not come through yet.

I was dreading going back to 'the White Blizzard' but in all honesty, she has got better with age.

At lunchtime today, the sun was shining and the roads were quiet.

The birds tweeting and the gentle whirr of my wheels were the sounds I could hear as I sped along Henderson Row.

I had almost entered a trance-like state.

Unfortunately this was soon shattered as I slipped the key into the door of the office once again.