One side.

1. We're both up and out - Colin at half 8 on a big long cycle, me a bit later on a big long run.

2. Later, I get the call that anyone who knows a cyclist will dread. 'I'm at A&E, be home in a bit'. And the day goes on from there, differently than expected.

3. No broken bones but damage none the less, there's soup and heavy pain killers, wee steps, tucking in and black eyes getting blacker.

4. A chicken is roasted and we pick at one side. Tasty and good to have.

5. Sherlock is pretty cool and the day comes to an end. Bashed up and bruised.