I get a short break this week. Qualified by the unbelievable mountain of things jostling for space on my unticked list. When you have a 20,000 word deadline looming, its hard to recall the joy of writing. Nevertheless, I've been searching for a perfect bicycle having suddenly been seized by the inexplicable urge to go cycling. Of feeling long tensed muscles slowly start to relax from the combination of continuous movement and deep breathing. While doing so, I'll hopefully feel a generous trickle of gentle sunlight on my face, providing instant inspiration and moving my fingers to tap out a fluid beat. So when the new week begins, I'll be roaring to go.