I Kid You Not!

I have it in email so it can't be denied. A person who shall remain nameless (for now anyway) has actually asked who 'Stann' is!
Help.    Me.     Out!
St. Ann's Big Bike Ride. NOT Stanns Big Bike Ride!
Because Gmail won't allow apostrophe's etc, it had to go in as stannsbigbikeride. It's not hard, is it?
Does that make it clear enough for you Luke?.......whoops!

67 road miles today. Lots of climbing and a day of four seasons. Set off in Autumn like cold rain at 7:30am, it was spring like warm drizzle climbing up Long Hill to Buxton, glorious summer sunshine dropping down into Macclesfield and head battering winter hail stones coming out of Tatton Park. Well, not hail stones physically coming out of Tatton Park like it's some kind of hail stone dispensing facility. The other things that were coming out of Tatton Park were cars with happy families, mum's and dad's laughing (I'd like to think with me rather than at me) and little guys waving, sticking tongue's out and hysterically, the one finger salute! Mint! She must have been about three years old.
I have a question. If you have enough cash, equity or blag about you to be able to have the use of, if not own a Range Rover and it's like...............why are you so (I won't swear but you can if you like) miserable? If I had that much cash, I'd be hyperventilating with hysterics.
I discovered that a banana, 500ml of corporation pop (tap water if you don't come from a council estate) and 500ml of water with a cherry Nuun hydration tablet is not enough. I'd eaten a snickers bar before paying for it in the shop in Heald Green. I think the shop keeper was going to have a word about shoplifting but though better of it when I began weeping in the back of the shop when it started to work it's magic.  Being arrested would have done for me. No need to pedal home. they'd feed me and give me a blanket.....all I got when I got home was the dog digging up the garden, Emily sulking about something I couldn't be bothered asking about and Nicky doing yoga with her face. I suspect wife's yoga face and daughter's sulky demeanour were directly connected.

PS. I did actually pay for the snickers bar.....officer.