Still v. hot. Bought fan. Hopefully it will help me sleep – very little sleep at all last night.

Work was Interesting today. Things went A Bit Wrong due to one thing and another, so there was a fair amount of firefighting, while I fielded phone calls pretty constantly during the first part of the day. A bit like the Old Evil Job, really. The contrast was pretty clear, as I was actually able to see what was happening to fix things, instead of getting vague ideas from on high several hours late.

Work was also very, very hot. I was feeling kinda queasy for most of the day, too. Okay, as a hardened Ozzie I should be able to cope with temperature – but, as they always say, it’s not the heat, it’s the humidity. All that darn water in the atmosphere. Stupid place to put it.

Bike, meanwhile, has gone back to the shop for a bit of corrective surgery on its back wheel. This is something I’ve meant to deal with for a while but it all came about at the same time as The Move, so that back wheel went on the back burner.

It was all kind of annoying – I’d just put it in for a service, getting the back brakes fixed. So all is well, and I’m heading down to the train station, raining a bit, just after a hill, so I’m going reasonably fast. Traffic. My turning coming up. Time to slow, thinks me. Light touch on the back brake.

And suddenly the back wheel skids to the right, like it’s greased, nearly dumping me off the bike. Into the aforementioned traffic. I recover, but still have to slow. Back wheel skids again, although not so much this time.

Then I’m off into my turning, away from the traffic. No more excitement after that, but ever since then, my back wheel has had a distinct wobble. Probably it just needs a tweak of the spokes, but that’s a professional’s job, that is.

It does make me glad that in Livingston, I can get pretty much anywhere, with but the most fleeting contact with Traffic.