Fat Bloke on a Bike

I've just added the fecking Egyptians to the list of people I fecking hate.  Why?   First of all, I am happy to tell you that I am back into wearing cycling apparel which I can after many many years again buy from other than 'dare you wear' shops and tent manufacturers.  Back in April I had my annual diabetic blood test.  Up to this point I had convinced myself, because I have been suffering from self delusions, that with all of the cycling I've been doing I needed lots of carbohydrates to fuel my hobby.  Garmin the little fecker would report at the end of a ride that I had  burnt up huge amounts of calories at about the rate of 800 kcals every 10 miles of stiff riding or so.  So I could eat whatever I wanted couldn't I?   This had, somewhat since Christmas, got well out of hand.  I had started to rate my rides based on the number of slices of bread I could eat.  Saying to myself well that ride was a 'half loafer' or a 'crusty batons' wo...

Call me Batou.  This morning I was awake well before the dawn.  Stingy eyed I wandered into the garden and stared up for the first time post my 4th eye operation at a universe full of binary stars.  Both super moons languished high in the west above both Orion constellations as both of the immensely bright International Space Stations ran serenely high above my head.  I'm stood on the back patio holding both coffees, dodging the light from the new dual headed street lamps looking up in awe at the clarity and brightness of both universes.  It's been a while since I last wrote.  I've been doing the other things in life that did not need good eyesight which sadly did not include blog writing and video editing.  Both of which I normally love doing.  That was until the retina detachment in April 2023 and the 18 month imbalance between two of my three eyes.  I now have good vision albeit with a little bit of double vision I guess until the drops an...