Domestique

Never let it be said that I don't know my place in the pecking order.

Not content with making me cookies yesterday to help make the BT and phone related pain go away, Ruby made me a cup of tea when I got home from my beautiful ride this morning. And took my photo too. In large you may be able to see the insect carnage on the sweaty face - if you are lucky.

Now if BT can be arsed calling me back as they promised the day might qualify as a success.