It’s 5pm on a Friday afternoon. I’m just shutting down my computer and washing up my mug when a colleague wanders through.
“A few of us are going for a quick drink. D’you fancy coming with us?” she asks.
I pause for…oh, about a nanosecond to consider my response before accepting the invitation.
I grab my helmet and keys, then hoist my Ortlieb bag on my shoulder. “You’re going to take your bike to the pub? Will you be alright cycling home?” my colleague asks, concern in her voice. Continue reading