This morning's commute and other commuting stories

Didn't see a heron this morning which is unusual, didn't see the lady who walks her two dalmations (one called Domino, don't know the other dog's name), or partner of ex-colleague who cycles in the opposite direction to me. Did see many moorhens, said hello to the elderly lady who takes her morning stroll along past the fishing lake, greeted the cows who were not blocking the path as they often do, almost fell off in the mud, and got wet feet from long grass, splashed through some puddles, and someone stopped to let me cross the road rather than crawling forward onto the swing bridge.

Fucking nodder!