This time next week I intend to be on holiday. I’m not going to say too much so as not to tempt fate, because this time last year I chose the worst travel day of the year. I spent half the day getting to Gatwick, and the rest of the day waiting there, before giving up and coming home.
All I will say is that I shall be leaving my house at 6:40am next Wednesday, and I am one of the few people who make use of Heathrow Airport’s excellent bicycle racks, even if the route there is not at all cycle friendly.
At least the first leg of the journey is guaranteed.
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