Well hello. Rain drops keep falling on my head; or, at least, it seems that way. I looked for the rain in the forecast this morning but I couldn’t find any; but, there it was outside – falling on my head, as if to say, “dude, cool it.”

So, with that in mind, and much pondering thereafter about the weather for Saturday, I’m calling off the group ride. The pop is 80-90%. Not good. Sunday, however, looks doable. I’ll post late on Saturday with details.

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Okay, Ride your bike! Bye bye, ac. Comments always very welcome at arnpriorcycling@bell.net; https://twitter.com/ArnpriorCycling

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MY BUSCONDUCTOR

My busconductor tells me
he only has one kidney
and that may soon go on strike
through overwork.
Each busticket
takes on now a different shape
and texture.
He holds a ninepenny single
as if it were a rose
and puts the shilling in his bag
as a child into a gasmeter
His thin lips
have no quips
for fat factorygirls
and he ignores
the drunk who snores
and the oldman who talks to himself
and gets of at the wrong stop.
He goes gently to the bedroom
of the bus to collect
and watch familiar shops and pubs passby
(perhaps for the last time?)
The same old streets look different now
more distinct
as through new glasses.
And the sky
was it ever so blue?
And all the time
deepdown in the deserted busshelter of his mind
he thinks about his journey nearly done.
One day he’ll clock on and never clock off
or clock off and never clock on. (Roger McGough)

Emotions