Well the 2nd January arrived wet but not hammering down so I decided to ride. DH was sorting out a problem on his dynamo system so I went off on my own. Kept it local and rode 7 miles before coming home. By then DH had taken off on his own, so I didn’t bother taking off my cycling clothes, thinking he wouldn’t be too long before he arrived back. We could go out again, I hoped.
Well , I decided to change my shoes and go up into the loft to sew a bit. I decided my work diary , about A4 size , needed a protective cover. I rummaged in the stash and found some darkish blue cotton fabric and a 1990’s Laura Ashley remnant for a lining. Yes, I am a hoarder of fabric. I used ruler work and free machine quilting to make a different design on back and front. I was really pleased with it.
By the time DH returned, it was hammering down and so I didn’t cycle gain on Saturday but DH had completed 40 miles going over to Hartlepool, up the old rail track to Haswell and returning via Hurworth Burn. He puts me to shame.
This morning, Sunday, I got up and cycled 3 miles just as the sky was lightening and the birds were starting to chirrup . I don’t usually cycle on Sunday , but it was dry, so why not.
I really should make a wall hanging saying You won’t melt in the rain – to try to motivate myself. teehee.