As it was bright and apparently hazy sun this morning, I put on a summer jacket, old overtrousers sans lining and summer gloves, then leapt joyously onto the R1... and froze in the patchy fog on the way to work. This afternoon I took a slightly longer, more scenic way home, because it was so warm. I remember now why that sodding 'one summer only disposable' bike still lurks in my garage nearly two years later.
