29, going on 30.

There's an interesting story about Macron's wife 'slapping' his face.  It has been reported that it was a push, but luckily for us it was caught on camera as he was about to disembark form a plane and I would definitely put it in the 'slapping' category of assaults.  He has brushed it off as 'a bit of a joke', but I'm struggling to but that one.  These things stick with you when you're in the public lens.

No such problems for me of course (the public lens bit).

Anyway, biked into the office today with a 30 miler taking in Fillingham and a bit of the industrial estate I didn't need to got through unless I was making sure I got the mileage up to 30, which I was.

Running on Time

 It looks to me that the UK have sacrificed our UK fishing fleet for access to e-Gates at airports in a 'breakthrough' deal with the EU.  I'm sure Mr Starmer would disagree, but the UK's fishermen are not going ot be happy at all.  We have given the EU another 12 years of access to UK fishing waters which was due to expire in 2026.  The fisherfolk would have been looking forward to the 2026 date, a bit like looking forward to the mortgage getting paid off, then someone sticks another 12 years of payments onto the end of it.  As someone with 2yrs 4 months left on my mortgage, I would not be impressed.

Did a 7 mile run on Saturday, 1st one in about 2 weeks, and 6 days after returning from Spain and I have really felt the aches since.  Hopefully do a bit more this week, and I intend to enter the Lincoln half marathon in October so need to feel a bit better when I get my notional cheque book out.

Incident Management

 When I was travelling a lot, I kept a small booklet in my bag where I would note down (in old fashioned ink) any travel related incident.  I had a theory that every trip always had some sort of incident, something out of the ordinary that was noteworthy.  I filled over 2 booklets with these musings, proving my theory correct, although it also proves that 'out of the ordinary' could be classed 'ordinary' if it always happens.  Because most of my travelling was flying, it offered a wide variety of potential issues I could jot down, from flight delays to passenger related stories such as the fat bloke who sat near me.  Anyway, I am pondering if I could reignite this for my relatively short (40mins) commute into the office, so I will be on the lookout this afternoon.  Watch this space.  

Higher Ground

I'm back after 6 days in the Sierra Nevada (Spain) with some great cycling memories in the bank.  There were some really tough climbs and great views, especially across the med when we got high enough.  Can't wait for next years trip! 

I've missed a bit of news whilst being away, not that I didn't log on and read it occasionally, but had other things on my mind.  Actually, there was no logon involved.  Trump is in the Middle East putting his formidable foreign policy skills to good use.  He's bringing a luxury jet back form Qatar as a (temporary) replacement for Air Force One. I can't help but think there's a bit more to it than that.  I see the UK struck a trade deal with the US which on the face of it amounts to nothing for both sides, but I might have missed the detail.

Worse for Wear

 Meta has warned that European users of it's services (Facebook, Instagram and WhatsApp) will get a 'worse service' after a ruling by the EU.  Hmmm.  Worse?  I doubt it.

We are currently experiencing a few rare warm/hot few days for Spring.  Predicted to be well over 20 today, possibly 25 and I've taken the opportunity to bike into the office so I'll be getting a good tan on the way home.  Mind you, it was not so hot earlier on and my toes were decidedly chilly when I arrived.  That's two days this week that I've biked in, so should set me up a bit better to handle next week's Tour De Andalusia on Wednesday.  We have 6 days in the Sierra Nevada mountains and it looks a great place to be biking.  I will not want to repeat last year's slide on the tarmac, which I was reminded of when I put the bib shorts on this morning when I noticed the worn out material on my hip.