"If your dreams don't scare you, they are not big enough"

"I have no thought of time" 

59. Almost doesn't bear thinking about does it? But there you go, it's happened and as I myself once so very famously said, what is the alternative? In less than a year I hope to be entering my seventh decade, who knows, perhaps I will live forever?

The Summer has been nondescript. Awful weather with the exception of one week in September and one week in Cyprus, and one week in the Ariege. But the cycling has been good, the afore-mentioned French sojurn, a terrific 200km ride down to Lyme Regis on August Bank Holiday weekend, a wonderful short ride to the sea at sunset at Berrow with Steve, and well, other mucking about on bikes.

 "If I hadn't seen such riches I could live with being poor"

Yet that September sunshine brought a lovely reunion of my friends at our University, more or less forty years since we first made our trepidatious steps there. It was good to see them, the last few years have been so tough for all of us in different ways, but somehow, despite our lack of hair, our wrinkles, our extra baggage, it was like we had never been away. No, better.

Even the slightly mucky and wet day in August brought a kind of charm to the Blackdowns and our associated riding. Even better, that rain held off for the day in Cardiff when we celebrated Junior's graduation. I cried as much as when that winner went in off the goalie's thigh. No, more.

"I gave my blood, sweat and tears for this"

Even work has been good. I really like and respect the team I'm working with, and am beginning to see that we are actually doing stuff that is quite ground-breaking as well as meaningful. It's well-paid too, so what is not to like?

To cap it all, Mrs Mendip Rouleur and I celebrated 25 years of matrimony in a deluge in Devon. Not a metaphor, but at least the storm kept the crowds away and allowed us to enjoy the outdoors almost to ourselves. The cafes were certainly pleased to see us.

"Off with the horns, on with the show"

But now my thoughts turn to 2024. That year. What is it to be? Am I scared of my dreams?

You'll just have to wait and see.