It was one of these mornings. I had to run by the accountant, go to meetings, make a few errands after work and go to the dry cleaners before heading home. You might think that it sound like a good idea to take the car? But after a couple of hour in traffic jams a parking ticket and not making it to the drycleaners (they have all my black shirts), I beg to differ.

Tomorrow it’s back on the bike again, with a white shirt on…