Ride 3 of 100
Homeward commute, lots of Magpies around, couldn't for the life of me remember the rhyme, but I did remember Susan Stranks, trails drier again than this morning, we'll have a drought at this rate, nothing of note happened on this ride but why oh why is my seatpost slipping down on my custom built £3000 bike ?
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