I've been out into the Dales this morning, for a walk. There are some (apparently) world renowned stones there called The Erratics which are essentially huge lumps of granite upon limestone plinths, formed naturally by a combination of glaciers and erosion. Probably quite interesting if you are a geologist. The unanimous favourite was "the one that's like a big mushroom".
We stopped for lunch in a pub on the way back and seemed to accidentally gatecrash the annual dinner of the Nelson Wheelers cycling club. These seem to be a bunch of weirdos who like wearing lycra. The really strange thing was that all the men looked exactly the same as each other, but slightly different ages. It was incredible that they knew who to give the trophies to. We sat in silence as their leaders went through some interminably dull speeches. And they sat very inconsiderately. They had two women who looked like they were chewing lemons who were just kind of hogging part of our table, as if they owned the place. Possibly they did.
And then we went home.
Listening to the top 40 at the moment - Easyworld in with a bullet at 27 - probably their highest ever chart position. Great song (even with the naughty word removed). Watch the video on their website.
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