Ambient 1/ Music for Airports

That's the album that's burbling away in the background as I type this.

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I woke up yesterday morning
Duh duh duh duh-duh.
I didn't have the blues
My woman hadn't done left me.
Duh duh duh duh-duh.

My dog wasn't dead either 

Duh duh duh duh-duh.

And as I opened the curtain I saw Mike, our next-door-but-one neighbour scraping ice off his windscreen (windshield for those of you in the US). This made me wonder whether going for a ride was a sensible thing. It's not the cold, although I'm wild about being cold on me bike, it's the ice. 

I already have a fear about sliding about on painted road markings, and throwing ice into the mix does not make me feel comfortable. However, a more detailed survey of the environ showed that there didn't appear to be ice on the road, so I changed into my gear and prepared to go. 

The decking was VERY slippy, so I was quite pleased that I'd adopted a cautious approach to leaving the house, else I'd have been on me bum within a foot of exiting the back door.

Once I got out it was a lovely winter morning. Clear, sunny, cool and not too much wind, although, once again, what there was came into my face for the first 2/3rds of the route. 

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A quick shower and a bowl of porridge and I was off for my first engagement of the day. Coffee with Neill and Mark. Mark's not had a good time over recent months - if you know Mark you'll know what I mean, if you don't, it's not important. This was a good chance to catch up.

As you'd expect with three middle aged men, there was a lot of bollocks talked, and that was splendid. There was a little bit of advice and empathy knocking about too, but mostly bollocks.

We've planned to meet up again in two weeks and talk more bollocks. Yay!

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Boo was miffed that I only put a picture of Poussey in the other day, and since I have to put at least one pic in blog each day, I can fix that oversight now.