Only twats ride with worn cleats

Thanks scherrit. My last cycling in anger waas my slide from the top of the banking at Newport. I am becoming desperate to get out on the bike again. I actually came into work on a train this morning, crushed into a small space with smelly germ-ridden people. Not something I want to do too often.

I hope you still have the old people-avoiding skills from before you started cycling so that no-one punctured your bubble.