Lunch- first sitting.

Mindful of having to take my new Brompton to the designated bike shop across the city for its 6 week checkup soon, I thought it would be a good idea to recce the route early this morning, a Sunday with no traffic about.
How glad I am that I did because with mid morning traffic, a road full of roadworks and single lane potholes combined with little wheels, the experience would have been fraught with danger. I think it better to fold the bike up and take a taxi. Solution!

Later there was a sociable morning in Söderberg with the usual Sunday suspects and in the afternoon a chatty visit from a Merry Widow. With the temperature up in double figures, what more could a lady ask for in a day?

The blip was my lunch which explains why a chocolate Easter Rabbit who has survived this long was sent to the hereafter without any regret on my part. It was a quick death- he wouldn’t have felt a thing.