Okay! I know I've only been doing this commute by bike thing for a week or so but today I had to use the car... needed to collect some paint.

I did consider putting it in the panniers but is was quite a lot and I had visions of careering down the hill past the golf club, unbalanced, not being able to brake at the bottom by the sheer weight, then being covered in differing shades of Dulux! (No, not fifty shades of grey! )This was a realistic thought, especially after yesterday's little tumble.

The trip to work felt particularly dull, even with the window open, it didn't feel the same as the canal path. I didn't get to work with same feeling of achievement as yesterday. Tomorrow beckons...