I have just been playing around with some of the photos we took recently of R's impromptu bicycle maintenance workshop on our frint drive last Saturday night. This is one of my favourites, artily reconstructed by two of the girls who were round our house this afternoon. It is of an 8 year old neighbour on his fab birthday present bike after Rob set it up for him so he could ride it. Isn't that what life is all for? To make an 8 year old happy? I love my husband and what a blessing he is for so many people. I love living where I live, I love hanging out on the front drive chatting and mending bikes - well, more chatting for me. Mending bikes for R.