Self Immersion

Today was the opposite of self isolation. My cycling chum and I decided to venture out for a ride and have a cuppa at our new favourite caff beyond Epping. You have to feel for the owner, seen here serving our delicious tea and buns. We sat outside to minimise cross contamination of different flavour jams.

Then on the way back I dodged off the footpath to avoid a child on a scooter. And... !SPLAT! I lost my balanced and toppled over into a massive flooded muddy pond. Full length. I was soaked and caked in mud from head to toe so we made our way home with minimal stops. The little girl looked bemused as to why an old g*t would choose to throw themselves face down into the mud.

Let's hope the pond was virus free.