Inspired by yesterdays MTFU commuting thread
The present horizontal rain I can just about cope with. As long as its not for the whole distance. A headwind is a tailwind 50% of the time. The homicidal taxi drivers aren't too over-represented on the route I ride. The roads aren't in that bad nick. In all, its quite pleasant
In the last half mile of my commute in the morning, I pass not one, but three… three!… butty vans! THREE! And they know what they're doing! The evil swines constantly pump out an aroma of fried breakfasts. Its like chemical warfare. A haze of eau de bacon butty's assaults my nasal passages just at the point that my body is telling me it could probably use an infusion of calories
I'm effing starving now!!!! Must…. resist….
your moans and whines please….