Well It's been planned for a good few days, today was ride-out day, just for a couple of hours this afternoon.
Plan was to nip into the moto mechanics' in Haverhill, then up to Bury St. Edmunds, then to Stansted (not the airport) to collect drugs from the vets' house, then back into Sudbury, then down to Castle Hedingham to get some locally brewed beer from a nice lady I know.
Nope, nopety nope feckin' nope, it didn't happen like that
Once again, I got more than halfway to Bury, and there were enough blue lights for a blockbuster movie, and we all had to U-turn, damn! Had to then ride back into the setting sun without really being able to see properly. Forty five minutes after leaving home, I'm driving back past then end of my road, off then to vets' house, and by the time I'd got to heading for my beer, it was quite cold and just about dark, so I decided to head home.
All the same though, I was out for 2 hours, did a good sixty miles and returned with a stupid grin as I always do.
After letting rip in the nationals today, I found myself saying, "what a good girl, you're so good at that"....... Maybe I need to find a human girlfriend.