Illegitimi non carborundum

I just did ten miles this evening, round the country lanes over Winter Hill, but it was a lovely evening for a ride. Sunny and cool, with a (fairly) gentle wind, and very little traffic. 

I almost didn't get the bike out, because I was feeling drained after a difficult day trying to catch up with work, and battling with problems left by a number of idiots and a series of gremlins. 

But wiser council prevailed, and in the end I thoroughly enjoyed myself.

There was nothing remarkable about the ride itself. It's a regular and familiar route. After a few miles when I was shouting at the world inside my head I managed to relax. By the time most of the climb was over, the bile was out of my system, and I was starting to enjoy the views and the exercise.

By the time I got home I had turned around a pig of a day. The voices in my head were sorted out, and I was set up to spend a very pleasant evening. 

Which just goes to prove that you must never let the b******ds grind you down.

Armchair Cycling

Google maps with Streetview has arrived in the UK. Put any prejudices aside - it's no substitute for reality, but it is fun. I've just been watching Newsnight trying to make a controversy out of it, partly by filming vox pops in the street - which seems slightly ironic.

Thomas Gensemer

Thomas Gensemer's company ran Barack Obama's online presidential campaign. This is a talk he gave at City University last month about the way they used new media in general, and email in particular.

A UK general election is inevitable within the next year and a bit, but I find it hard to imagine anything quite like this happening here. Neverthless, for anyone interested in political communication, or concerned about the current level of engagement or standard of the debate it is fascinating stuff. It's pretty long, and not easy to follow, but worth the effort. The main link is here, and the slides are here.

There is more on the same theme from the Guardian here. 

Thanks to Jack Thurston for the pointer.

Work-life imbalance

It would have been a lovely day for a long ride today, and I would certainly have benefitted from one. Unfortunately we are also approaching the end of the financial year, deadlines are looming, and, once again, I have bitten off more than I can chew by not saying "NO" as often as I should.

So a lot of this weekend has been spent trying to catch up with various work projects. 

However, I did manage to get out for a couple of hours this afternoon. Not enough for a proper stretch, but enough to cover 25 miles, reach an area that is missing from Open Street Map, and trace a few roads to add this evening.

It was all very pleasant, as well as productive. The only thing is that the next unmapped area is now a bit further away.

An apology, of sorts

The average UK household spends 20p a week on bicycles, and 10p a week on bicycle accessories. That works out at a bit more than £15 a year. 

Which means that I've been spending the cycling budget of dozens of families across the UK, and depriving them of all this fun.

What can I say?

On routes

This is not a picture of a bike, its a picture of one of the brass medallions that mark the route of the Paris meridian. The bike is in the background. The medallion in the pavement is one of a series that runs straight through the centre of Paris (more-or-less) from the observatory in the south to Montmartre in the north.

I lived near Paris for two years. In those days I didn't have a bike, but following the meridian was one of my favourite walks. In retrospect, a compass might have helped, but without one it was a bit of a challenge to keep on track, and I got childish fun from hunting out the medallions in the pavement. But what I particularly liked was the variety of different neighbourhoods that the meridian passes through: some historic, some on mainstream tourist routes, some posh, and some anything but.

These days I get a similar kick from choosing a good route for the bike. 

The destination normally isn't significant, and in any case (with luck) I end the day back where I started. And any decent route is a stretch because there is a sense of satisfaction covering a good distance. But the fun comes from discovering places that I wouldn't otherwise visit. Variety is the thing, whether fuelled by crumpets or croissants.

Sunderland

For some time, Sunderland has been one of the gaps on the UK Open Street map. It's the city where I was born, and dragged up. But it's a long way from where I live now. So it was a disappointment to me, but not one that I could do much about.

Now things seem to be filling up rapidly. It's good to watch the progress. It reminds me of places that were familiar in my childhood.

So many thanks to those involved.