Set off for a bike ride down the Middlewood Way only to get a puncture after 2 miles. My own fault for not pumping up the tyres hard enough before setting off. I was pushing the bike back to Gareth's house, where there was a cup of tea and a footpump, when I came across this toad sat right in the middle of the Middlewood. It turned out to be a serendipitious meeting for us both; me because I got a portrait for today, and 'him' because I managed to shoo him off the cycle track before he got squished.
Saturday 10 April 2010
In the middle of the Middlewood
Set off for a bike ride down the Middlewood Way only to get a puncture after 2 miles. My own fault for not pumping up the tyres hard enough before setting off. I was pushing the bike back to Gareth's house, where there was a cup of tea and a footpump, when I came across this toad sat right in the middle of the Middlewood. It turned out to be a serendipitious meeting for us both; me because I got a portrait for today, and 'him' because I managed to shoo him off the cycle track before he got squished.
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