One of the things I like about walking along the canal (where I took my Scout tee pictures) is all the colour you can see. I spotted my favourite thing on the boat below: lovely rusty old flaky paint.
We ended up at Victoria Park. I always forget how massive it is! There’s a lovely wide road on a gradient that’s so great for cycling on, you can glide all the way along. There’s always kids learning to ride there.
I reckon free-wheeling down a hill on a bike is the closest thing we can get to the feeling of flying. That’s why I don’t really understand the whole fixed gear thing – on a fixie you’d be pedalling away like a hamster in a wheel the whole way down. Ah well, I guess we all have our hobbies.