Here I am, sat at a desk, in the desert, fed up at the start of yet another four weeks of misery and a so called friend is busily riding up and down my favourite hill on his bike and posting photos of it everywhere.
Yes Mr Hammond, I’m talking to you!!
Jealousy is a nasty thing but I suppose I should be happy that my suitcase arrived in one piece here to Africa whilst KLM couldn’t even get his to France. (I dont know how to add a smiley face thing but if I did there would be one here).
By the time I get back home it will be too late in the season to risk a 7 hour drive to see if I can still ride it or not, so now it wont be until next year.
Ah well, I shall just have to concentrate on my tan instead, its only about 43C today.