Right...

...assides from the Giddy Blonde's da' (who's never giddy, or blonde) cracking a few ribs on the path stairs outside my flat, we've managed to move my stuff to the house we didn't mean to buy, and having now been in that house, and had a proper look around - we actually meant to buy it, on purpose and I'm not sure entirely where you got the impression that it was an 'accident' and I was never worried it was going to be the biggest mistake of my life ever. We're still not in officially, the Gidds won't move in until there's interweb and a telly. I'd be happy with having the gas and electricity on but we are very different people. Still no official cycling. I have purchased this however. So shall set up my race bike on it when we're in the house we didn't mean to buy (but we completely ment it) once we have the tinternet and a TV (and possibly electricity and gas for the heating). Mx

Just a quick spot to say...

...I may have signed for some MTB next week. The Deeside Diva's have closed their road season and my mate has said she's keen to go out with the group. There's nothing close at hand I can sign up for, everything else would involve taking days off work and I've used up my hols allowance already. So I'm a bit narked - and feeling bloated because of it. That assides I'm holding my breath waiting for Etape Cally to open it's registration for 2013 - it's a very long time coming. Other than that I've done nothing, nada, zip and ziltch. Not entirely true. Have just come back on holiday in Tobago and did a 35 degree Celsius ride from Crown Point to Plymouth. On mountain bikes. And then more or less (considerably less) repeated the feat from Crown point to Mt Irvin (about 6 miles round). Haven't done much else. Appols. I'm off to hang my head in shame. Mx