The commutes this week have slowly been getting colder and colder, the commute home last night was freezing, literally.

The frost was on the ground but the air was wonderful, I'm still wearing shorts but if it gets much colder I'll have to start wearing tights.

Yesterday being friday was my dreaded ride home, coming home at 11pm on a friday night is shout at the cyclist night(some of it friendly), and yes I did get the expected yelling at me but not as much as I expected.

Though I did get P1$$ed off by the drunk who thought it was funny to hide behind a bus stop and jump out just as I passed, still his mates thought it was funny so he got the desired effect.