Riding to work; actually technically at work, having already picked up an order for the in house cafe from the butcher in my village. This saves my work colleague from making a detour. It also means I’m getting paid for this, sort of.

The weather has improved, the river has gone down, the first of the storks has arrived, and commutes are now taking place in daylight.

Oh, and I’ve decided that the cheap ‘stop gap’ wheel on the touring bike is probably due for replacement after about five years and 8,000km of riding, so I brought the new one to work ready for fitting.