Rule #5...

or Rule #9 - take your pick...

When just sitting arrived outside my door at 7:30am it was just a bit cold... nothing to write home about.

The snow and the chilling wind didn't really kick in until somewhere around Howgate. The impact of us both having particularly shitty gloves didn't become a major problem for another 10 miles or so.

But then it did. And some.

So if you were driving around Midlothian this morning and were offended by the sight of two grown men in tights jumping up and down with hands thrust in their groins I can only apologise.

Cobwebs, consider yourself blown away.