I went to the Phoenix Park and I went because it was going to be muddy and wet and I aimed for the mud and I got caked and wet and it was great. The tyres were even better this week. The slipperier and messier it gets, the better they get. I bottled one bit, beside the river, but I shouldn’t have worried. Some technical trouble; my seatpost kept gradually slipping down, and the buckle on one of my shoes broke. It’s not the end of the world but the shoes are relatively new and they’re hard to get. Met other cyclists, we were all sound, it was great. It was a lovely trip out.