Commuting by bike…

Commuting by bike. ‘A’ to ‘B’, it’s simple. ‘A’, surely, starts with the alarm, that jolting horror cutting through dark slumber, a fumbling crash for the snooze button, kettle on, kit packed, coffee. Keys-money-phone, check… emerging into, (if you are lucky), the chill, dry, darkness of a winter morning; everything leached of colour under the frigid…