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Peddling Back: Council Puts Brakes on Cyclist Fines
“It is naive of the Council to engage a company whose remuneration may be based on the number of fines issued, and then be surprised when they issue lots of dubious fines”
A bit more BLOGGED: LibDem Reboot: Fresh Faces, Same Drama?
“Councillors David King, Mark Cory and Alison Jay are all involved, as is former LibDem Councillor Lyn Barton”
Sunday morning was spent indoors, waiting for the bloody Estuary Wilds downpours to cease.
They didn’t.
Plans were put on hold, household admin took place.
It looked safe to head out mid-afternoon. I headed straight for the roof of the shed.
#OddJase
I wanted to check on the felt sealing, as well as chop back some of the growth coming in from neighbouring gardens.
It’s bloody glorious up there. This would be a perfect place for sunbathing, albeit not too private. It’s not a location to live out your nudist fantasies.
I was finally convinced lat afternoon that the pissing rain had passed on by for the day. I rolled out on the Raleigh electric on the 40km loops route.
I was wearing a ridiculous late 80’s cycling bib that I bought earlier in the year. It looks like a reject from Mr Motivator’s wardrobe.
I really enjoyed getting out and riding along the empty lanes. Stunning BIG ESSEX SKIES were above. It was worth the wait.
Remarkably the roads were bone dry. Posters for Sir Bernard lined the country farms around the Tendring Peninsula.
I was distracted by some other signs saying: Detectorist Dig This Way.
Soon the smell of BBQ’s entered the air. A car passed me with England flags flying out of the windows.
Yep, we’ve officially entered another major summer of sport.
A toilet stop was needed. It was a little awkward wearing the bib shorts. Some fiddling around and a few stretches here and there did the job.
I somehow clocked up 49kmh heading back down Tenpenny Hill.
Chapeau!
We half watched the England game in the evening. Club football VS country for me, every time.