Some weird clearly extraterrestrial black ice blobs in the road nearly had me off the bike though. I actually shouted ‘what the f*ck!’ as they seemed to rise out of the ground before me (ok so I was concentrating on passing another cyclist going verrrrrrrrrry slowly through the junction but only because I didn’t want to get caught by the traffic behind us turning left honest).

I wobbled swore a lot, looked around to see if anyone else saw my inelegant sweary ballet (as you do) and carried on as per usual.

I got the shipping notification for the tyres already and they’re being overnighted. fingers crossed they’ll arrive at the office before I leave tomorrow. if so I’ll be cycling back home at lunch with them slung over my shoulder so I can fit them while the boiler man tries to fix my heat (finally!)

So unless tomorrow is ice city I’ll have ridden every day we’ve had snow so far this week (it’ll also be my first week with 5 days commuting in a row) and have not had to rely on the public transport system (which is in a state of collapse right about now) once which  I think will earn me my snow merit badge for sure.