To celebrate the bright start to the day I decide to
take my bike out for the first time this year to run a couple of errands. I’d
pumped up the tyres and done a quick maintenance overview the other week, all
with the idea in mind that I’d make more use of it this year. Last year the
lousy weather got in the way. I didn’t go far this morning but I could feel the
lactic acid in my thighs, it just confirmed that I need to get the miles in my
legs if I’m going to enjoy my cycling this year. Watch this space, rain and
wind permitting.
I get the paint brush out again to touch up one of the
bedroom walls, then decide to reward myself with a bit of a read. Next thing I
know my mobile wakes me up with a text from the eldest asking me to put the
kettle on, as she’s nearly home from school. For a bloke who manages to grab a
daytime nap about twice a year, every one of which historically gets
interrupted by the kids, getting 20 minutes kip and awoken by a text is about
as good as it gets.
After tea the youngest is off to cricket practice, and
the eldest drives as we try to get the practice in as she learns. It never
fails to amaze me that even though we’re going a route she has been hundreds of
times as a passenger, because she has not driven it before, she doesn’t know
the way. Her cousins came over recently. Now taking into account we’ve lived in
the same house for nearly twenty years and they live locally, how did two of
them manage to get lost? Lost for half an hour! Probably for the same reason
the eldest doesn’t know where she’s going, they pay no attention as passengers.
Teenagers don’t look out of the windows they look down at the mobile devices or
books they take with them on even the shortest journey.
Yours the reluctant passenger
Jay
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