So I’m here in the Lakes at the foot of one of my favourite trails complete with my FS ride, a bit of new kit that I’d been putting off buying until the sales kicked in and for once my family have come along to camp along side me.
Since yesterday evening it’s not stopped ferkin raining, I can’t even see Highstreet let alone ride it cus the ferkin cloud is so low and I’ve had the worst case of Tommy Grits all through last night and today.
The bike is still chained to the back of the car, I’m laid up on a slow puncutured air bed listening to the rain and the only thing my new jacket has been good for is keeping me dry on my quick dashes to the WC block.
I am sooooooo ferkin depressed !