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Went to the Peak District at the weekend. I love it up there. It’s where I learnt to ride a bike properly (like over big rocks and stuff), and I have to make regular pilgrimages. Fortunately plenty of other people do too, so we all get together in a bunkhouse and go ride bikes. Despite the startlingly misty weather a good time was had by all. Well, except for my second lung apparently not starting to work until about lunchtime on Saturday and managing to fall off and land on exactly the same bit of leg that I skinned last week.

Oh, and I need some more brake pads again. If anyone can think of a use for the metal backing plates that are all that’s left when the pads wear out I’d be delighted to hear about it…