In the interest of sparing people who don’t care for bicycles, I present photos from my weekend in Bristol that are (almost entirely – I had a spare square) unrelated to cycling.

Six photos of food, one of a bicycle. You do the math; I’m eating ice cream.

Continuing my failing efforts to take good photos of beautiful food.

I am not hungry.

Charlotte makes excellent food. I try to take photos. I am crap at taking photos of food, and it’s something I want to get better at. So many people on Instagram take these excellent, effortless photos of food and I consider it unfair.

A little outtake, which I thought had a certain charm. Or an indication of a lack of awareness of the Live View feature on a camera. Plus, yellow socks. I love them.