But, then again . . . . .

By TrikinDave

At a Ladies' Convenience.

For the second Wednesday running, it was my turn to lead the cycle run. With most of our members a hundred miles away for a short holiday, there were never going to be many out; add to that the amount of climbing, the distance and the weather forecast, I was lucky to have two companions.
 
As it was, we cut ten miles off the route by not going to the destination and fitted in an extra coffee stop. In spite of a poor weather forecast, it was a good day, drizzly for the first few hours, drizzle being the type of rain that starts as soon as you take your waterproofs off, and stops as soon as you put them back on again. That said it didn’t start raining in earnest until just after I had arrived home.
 
The impromptu lunch stop was at the small public garden in the village of Garvald with its conveniently adjacent public toilets; I chose to use the ladies’ and disabled cubicle as another member of our party was in the gents’ and disabled one. I am told that both are decorated with a rather nice, but incongruous, flower arrangement and I think the local residents are to be commended on their public spirited nature. It should be noted that, owing to the frugality of the Scottish nation, there is enough paper here to last until the new year.
What a pity it isn’t FlowerFriday.

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