Day one thousand six hundred and eighteen

Cycle: 34.47km, 1:26:34, 23.9km/h.


The Spirit of the Bath

It’s not often I have a bath. But when I do it has to be piping hot. I run the bath (I think some posh people like to draw a bath) using only the hot tap. I leave the bath running while I go to choose a book. Returning to the bathroom I can see steam billowing out the door. Before I open the door I notice a strange silence. The tap has been turned off. Someone sighs contentedly.