Skyscape

Nick and I cycled to Aberlady and back. Perhaps it was a little over ambitious - getting there was easy, but returning home became an endurance test as we cycled uphill against the wind. I didn't dare look at Nick as he had a face like thunder that seemed to suggest 'do not speak to me until we get home!' I didn't speak to him, kept my head down (it had been my suggestion that we do this) and concentrated instead on getting home before him! I am ashamed to say that on my return home my legs hurt so much that I had to take pain killers and longed for a toilet seat shaped cushion....