• Rain played havoc with my new brake pads last night, just weren't slowing at all, and I'd stupidly not packed wet clothes. Took a different route home, right at London Bridge instead of straight over, it's an easier route and I'd be home dry sooner. Some old boy was going over Tower Bridge at about 2mph, backing up all the traffic – gave me a chuckle to soothe my soaking carcass.

    Eventually got onto CS3 and stop at Royal Mint-Cable St lights. There's a hissing. Look down and a giant shard of glass is plonked in my front, which lets gusts of air out as soon as its freed from its rubbery home. A very soggy trundle home and straight into bed to warm up. Neglected to fix the flat. Tubedork today.

    When's Brixton Cycles opening up? Need them brakes checked, I musta doofed the cables.

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