After I'd done my DIY last night, I decided to jump on my bike and cycle to the late night garage for drinks. I bought some drinks and some low-fat crisp-like things. My energy levels were low, but I made it there, made it back and didn't feel too guilty about the consumption of the 90 odd calories in my low-fat crisp-like things.

Once home I was then picked up by a bored friend, who proceeded to take me back to that garage and then out for a drive. At the garage, I bought some apples and some more drinks. Actually, my friend bought them. I just sat in the passenger's seat and ate them as she drove us around Ascot. Why? I don't know. It didn't matter. I got to blether, and I have a lot to blether about.

The bike is getting a bunch of action. I even cycled it around London today.