Crisis

A lovely sunny day, if a little cold. To enjoy the smug feeling that so very rarely comes the way of a cyclist I decided to take Ellen to nursery on the bike - hitched on the trailer and just plodded past every garage on the way so that I could cruise past the queues of cars panic-buying the last scraps of petrol. A nice wee run and an extra 28 miles to add to the total for March to just short of 300 miles.

This was at the top of Cardiac Hill. I had to push the bike/trailer up there. Even without a bairn in it the combination's too heavy.