This week I’ve mostly been in pain.
Not, as you might expect, from riding 60 odd miles from London to Brighton for the British Heart Foundation on Sunday, (what was that? You want to sponsor me? Oh, go on then … ) but more from having my first proper falling off incident about 9hrs before I was due to start. I’ve not had road rash like this since I was about 15 years old.
Lesson learned, don’t spend many hours in the Kernel Brewery and then try and cycle across town afterwards.
Right what was that, music? Oh yeah …
Wow, second week back after my brief hiatus and I”ve dropped the ball already!
I’ll blame a teething one year old for waking me up so often this week, I was losing track of what day it was …
Meh, one day late, the tunes still bump.
Just in time for the Notting Hill Carnival, one of this blog’s favourite artists hits us with the Bomber Inna Dance E.P., stuffed to the brim with party bangers to rock your speakers.