An early morning game of table tennis to kick start the weekend. There was bright blue sky, a light breeze and an empty public park at 8am. Which all adds up to the best way to start the day.
Oh hang on - I think I’ve forgotten the bloody ball.
Arse.
A few rummages around later in the deeper recesses of my cycling top, and job’s a good ‘un. We pressed on. Predictably I lost 3-2.
