must surely be worn by me.
i throw my stuff in the van this morning looking forward to a big roadie day up the north of perthshire. at the last moment i think to myself, i’ve forgotten something. a map, that must be it but then i think what do i need a map for, it’s not that and without further ado jump in the van.
up the a9, past some dozy roadie types who think it’s a good idea to cycle up it and get merrily stuck behind an assortment of tourists, horseboxes and tractors. no matter i think, blue skies are beating down and in a wee while it’ll be glen lyon and the surrounds for me.
sure enough the time rolls him and here i am above fearnan, parking up, getting out the van, looking in the back at which point i discover, yes indeed, i’ve forgotten my bike…..
which i’ve left in the street!!!!!
but fortunately is still there when i get back so it wasn’t all bad