![]() ![]() We agreed that nothing normally comes from them and then I was set a challenge to read this might took his well worn leaves and passed it on to me. Our conversation drifted into sporting biographies as moggy explained how much he didn’t like them. We usually talk sport and sometimes books. One such comrade is an old friend from school days. I bump into old friends and goes as we discuss the perils of daily life. Of course as with anything that is done with some regularity familiarity becomes born. As the same faceless people travel daily in preparation for what many is quite plainly an ordeal we tend to keep our heads down. ![]() It gives me a chance to read, tweet and sometimes play candy crush. In the cold dark winter days I tend to put my bike into temporary storage as I travel in and out work using public transport. ![]()
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