Gosh, I've been out on my bike two days in a row. It must be spring or something. Yesterday was just a bit of shopping, today was hardly epic either; just along the path to Bath and back. However, I can report three things:
Bath has become a ghost town (no shops, no tourists);
the Bristol-Bath Railway Path is seriously, ridiculously rammed – it's become almost one solid mass of people on bikes, on foot, scooters (and one motorbike but that was by the river in Bath), some fast, some extremely slow, lycra, jeans and jumpers, small dogs on extending leads – from end to end in both directions – but amazingly, no clashes, either of temper or bodies;
and my sit bones are seriously unfit!
Also, in Bath I saw a woman taking a parrot for a walk. Blue one with yellow and orange neck.