I want to ride my bicycle

Mostly had a relaxing day at home, after Molly and Euan's wedding yesterday.

The exception to this was taking Matt out on the open road with his bike for the first time. We rode out to Whitesands Beach (about a 5-mile round trip) and he really did brilliantly. There's a fairly steep climb on the way back, but he pedalled all the way: he doesn't give up, and I really admire that about him.

Shamefully, when I dug my bike out of the garage, the tyres were flat, with cracks in the rubber. The saddle let me know I'd been a a stranger. As we neared home, I mentioned to Matt that later, he might have a sore bum. "It's sore now," he replied, cheerfully.