Stories from
the road
(and beyond!)
“How far have you come?” - my first ride to the office
Tearing round the house as quietly as a could, I grabbed my carefully-prepared rucksack, remembering to throw in the pair of socks I forgot the day before yesterday, and disappeared out of the door. A clear, cool morning met me as I zipped through a town centre yet to rub the its eyes to greet the new day, and arrived on the platform with time to spare. Ironically, the train turned up at just the time I would like there to be one - in the middle of a half-hour-or-so gap in the timetable.
Commencing Commuting - cycling to work in a post-COVID world.
Suitably emboldened by our pandemic-induced embrace of doing all our local business by bike, and the last train having left 57 years ago, I told myself I would ride to my new office, conveniently overlooking the fact that my old commute, (which was less than half as far) got driven more often than I’d like to admit.