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…the day we had a power cut. I had no excuse but to take off into the countryside on my bike. Eventually I found myself on a bench, with a beautiful valley for company, eating a pasty. What a day.
…being able to say “yes” when my brother suggested a road trip to see my Dad in Scotland. It was the longest time we’ve spent together since we were kids. It was a great trip, notable for Pro Max tomfoolery, catching up with the oldsters, climbing hills, and ribbing each other without mercy.
…meeting old friends for a Full English – but only after I’d earned it. That meant a wonderful morning pedalling the arteries of Britain’s industrial past. Threading together reclaimed railway lines and canals. Up and over an imperious aqueduct, mighty like a power-pose in stone. Passing by paddleboarding youngsters following their leader. Sooty tunnels. All a gorgeous backdrop for a human pinball game of families, couples, dog-walkers, and joggers.
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