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A raging Hero with a destiny of steel, With glory overcomes a Mighty Quest concealed!
Rain stopped play, at least for the morning.
Plans for a ride were abandoned, but my sister and I did have breakfast.
Somehow a quick breakfast lasted for four hours.
We talked a lot about people - happy times with our dad, our fractured, broken relationship with our mother.
Both people we should have been able to rely on, who should have supported us.
One now couldn't, the other just wouldn't. And never really had.
The sun came out in the afternoon, and I slowly ambled round to Mumbles.
I watched a boat passing through the River Tawe barrage - the big sea lock into the marina
and then stopped to look across the bay.
At Mumbles, I left my bike snuggled up to Claudine's Kaffenback, and we went to the pub.
Beer was drunk. Pretty soon we were drunk.
Yvonne, Claudine and Your Valiant Hero, being photobombed by the landlady.
Some relationships sustain us, support us, raise us up.
We should cherish them.
By now it was well past OMFG-is-that-the-time.
Riding back to Swansea, I resolved not to leave it another eight years before coming here again.
28.7 km ridden today.
Rain stopped play, at least for the morning.
Plans for a ride were abandoned, but my sister and I did have breakfast.
Somehow a quick breakfast lasted for four hours.
We talked a lot about people - happy times with our dad, our fractured, broken relationship with our mother.
Both people we should have been able to rely on, who should have supported us.
One now couldn't, the other just wouldn't. And never really had.
The sun came out in the afternoon, and I slowly ambled round to Mumbles.
I watched a boat passing through the River Tawe barrage - the big sea lock into the marina
and then stopped to look across the bay.
At Mumbles, I left my bike snuggled up to Claudine's Kaffenback, and we went to the pub.
Beer was drunk. Pretty soon we were drunk.
Yvonne, Claudine and Your Valiant Hero, being photobombed by the landlady.
Some relationships sustain us, support us, raise us up.
We should cherish them.
By now it was well past OMFG-is-that-the-time.
Riding back to Swansea, I resolved not to leave it another eight years before coming here again.
28.7 km ridden today.
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