I didn't wait until the afternoon. Thirteen slow miles completed but it's a start for the new year. Breathing wasn't too bad at all but now my ankle hurts and I somehow managed to pull something in my shoulder when I was putting the Brompton back in the boot. If I was a car, someone would probably send me to the scrapyard. 

As I was walking back in towards our house I felt an ice cold liquid hit me on my head . I wasn't sure if it was a water droplet or a direct hit from a Gull! There was a large flock soaring above . I went inside to ask my wife . A b*****d Gull scored a direct hit !
