I have avoided writing notes on Wednesday nights because they would all involve cycling through Hollyrood Park and nearly getting killed or complaining about the cycle lanes/paths that are death traps.
This evening this problem was solved by getting the timing wrong, hitting the kerb harder than I had intended an I assume it was this that caused my rear tire to deflate. So instead I locked the bike up to the well (St Marys I think) and had to sprint across the grass and under the railway to make it to Meadowbank in time.
And I think I have learnt about half the kids names in time for the 2 week break in which I can forget them again. I guess shouting "hey you" will have to do.Go Top