The forecast for this weekend is for two cold but very bright and sunny days.
So I’m thinking of taking a little trip out on the Bandit.
Maybe, my head says, head westwards on Saturday? Perhaps, it says, head across country in to Wales? How about, find a pub doing B&B, stay the night, have a few beers?
And then, says my head, the next morning (after the full Welsh/English or similar), head up to the Black Mountains on the bike and have a bit of a hooley on those lovely mountain roads?
Then head home, getting back for tea on Sunday?
Yes, this is the trip I’m contemplating.
Unless my plans change.