Monday was okay and yesterday was quite productive but today - well today has been less good. Its four weeks tomorrow that Mum died, four weeks ago today the last time I spoke with her, we just made the usual noises of goodbye, nothing different to thousands of times before, I somehow feel guilty for not saying more, a simple 'love you' or parent/child kiss. But that's not my family's way and I feel that I've been robbed of that intimacy, its not going down the same with #1, we are much more huggers. Anyhow, I'm feeling a bit under par, quite melancholy in fact so if I don't post again for a few days, well I'm spending time getting my head back.

On a more positive note, Gaby writing is coming along okay and although still laughable my cycling has increased a little, in the words of one Gaby Bond 'As I sagged over my bars I vowed that I’d be back, better and stronger than before'. It doesn't help that I ride alone for the most part and that even a modest ride out from home will include more climbing than some people I know get to do in a month! Oh well, at least Strava lets me track my progress or not as the case may be.

But you aren't interested in my woes, you are here to read my prose. So without further ado, Weather We Make It is now up for your pleasure so hurry along for the next thrill less instalment of Gaby Bond, Wunderkind!

Tschussie
Mads