My utility ride today was a shopping trip to Aldi.
Time to fire up my freebie Rose rucksack because my push bike is not kitted out for the carriage of goods.
No Sheffield stands at the supermarket, so bike locking has to be improvised.
I fell into conversation, as one does, with the cyclist next to me who was locking his bike for the same purpose.
He showed some genuine interest in my Sunday morning cycling group, so I may have recruited a new member.
He described himself as a self-employed sculptor, and this being Sunderland, he knew my mate Mike who is also an artist and rides a bit.
Which all helped to smooth the way to making a new cycling chum.
All that talking gave me a thirst, so time to nip round to the nearest Greggs for a takeaway coffee.
Another short ride to a nearby park to find a park bench to drink it.
Bottle cages have their uses, even for someone of my modest athletic ability.
A short tootle home to unload the shopping, just as a few spots of rain fell.
I may need to improve shopping carrying capacity on the push bike.
My cut loaf got a bit squished, and it looks like one of my avocados has taken a bruise for the team.
Once again, what would have been no more than a chore in the car turned into an enjoyable mini-adventure on the bike.
I know I'm preaching to the converted, but it's a shame more people don't cycle for utility.
You don't even need to be fit, my ride - deliberately lengthened - cannot have been more than three miles.
Anyone who can manage to walk across a room unaided could do it.