I was working in Trowbridge today on what turned out to be the hottest day of this year so far.
So tedious and toilsome was the task in hand, I found my mind wandering to another place, a place where the sun glistened from the silky smooth tarmac that lay before me. A place where the bends in the road turned and twisted randomly, as if to challenge my every move. I could only hear the sweet music like crackle of my bike’s exhaust note as I fought to contain her raw power. Exiting the corners and unleashing her very soul till she screams no more in a crescendo of noise.
Oh why do we have to work on sunny days?
My body was building an office block in Trowbridge today, but my spirit was ‘building castles in the air’ in another place.
I hope this Sunday is a nice day like today.
