Today’s Cycling

Today’s ride: Down mill hill, into waterhall playing fields. Turn right and go up sweet hill, following the path all the way to newtimber hill. This was exceedingly slippery with all the rain and mud, I had a hard time keeping my back wheel from spinning out under me. At newtimber turn left and descend rapidly towards the farm at saddlescombe. Sadly, it was pretty dark by this point, so I couldn’t go too fast as the light was poor. Cross over the road and head up towards Devils Dyke. I nearly ran over a belligerent sheep at this point, the thing was snoozing in the middle of the path.

Just before I got to Devils Dyke, I had a puncture on my back wheel. Thankfully, it was close enough to walk to the pub and use the outside lights to fit the spare inner tube. Only after I had finally wrestled the tyre back on after changing the tube did I realise that I hadn’t checked inside the wheel for pointy bits. Nah, it’ll be alright. It’s only 15 minutes back to Brighton.

Duly, just before I get to the outskirts, I get a second puncture. That’ll teach me to be sloppy. So I walked the rest of the way. The rain was starting by now, but it was light and not too cold, so not a problem.

The best bit of the ride? Being faced with baked potatoes upon my return. Yum!


Cat & Mouse

Our little darlings brought in a mouse last night. Just when I wanted to go to bed. Of course, at the first sign of us, they drop the little beggar and flee the scene of the crime. The poor little mouse is still alive and cowering by the skirting board. After much thought, I decide to lock a cat in the same room as the mouse until I don’t have a mouse problem any more.

Fat chance. The cat just claws at the door until I let it out again.

Insert Cat#2. This time it just sits there looking confused. I should point out that this is the one that caught the mouse in the first place.

So it falls to me to extract the mouse. After a long game of moving furniture and having the small creature jump out of my hands, I eventually managed to catch the little sod. At which point it sank its fangs into me.

So not only have the cats reduced the dignity of this home by bringing in vermin, I’m probably going catch mouse-disease. Bloody marvellous.