Wednesday 18th July: I can't believe I didn't knuckle down and get something written about last weekend's cycling, but better late than never. That said, it's only Wednesday (I keep thinking it's Friday). Anyway, last weekend: it was, of course, wonderful weather. There's been nothing but hot sun for the last two months, although whether it's a better summer than 1976 is debatable, it's not far off.
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| I'm no Bill Oddie, but I think it's a heron... |
I didn't ride on Saturday out of general confusion. For some reason I thought Andy wouldn't be riding so I aborted, expecting Andy to come back and say he wasn't going, but he didn't, although perhaps I should have texted him with the question: are you cycling tomorrow? Jon overslept because of the late tennis match with Nadal and the Serbian guy whose name I simply cannot spell, but it begins with a D and ends with 'vic'. Something like Djockovic (I'd be amazed if that's right).
Sunday we met at the green as usual and decided to head for the churchyard, always a good choice on a hot day. When we got there we chilled. Mint tea and biscuits for me and normal black tea and biscuits for Andy. We never saw anybody else, not even the racist from the other week, and eventually it was time to reluctantly head back.
Andy said goodbye at the Ridge and I rode along the off-road path on the 269 all the way to Warlingham before rejoining the road, circumnavigating the green and riding along the Limpsfield road to Sanderstead.
The pond was in full bloom with reeds and all sorts and there was a heron standing proudly in the middle. I took a photo and then headed down Church Way to enjoy the rest of my day.
Writing as a photographer, nice pic but the composition is a bit off. The pic could have been improved by having the Heron on the left, so that it was looking into the frame, not out. See you the weekend after next.
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