An unexpectedly temperate break in the recent Siberian weather was an opportunity for a quick pootle down to the park with the boy on his bike. He had not been out on it in weeks due to the ridiculous quantity of March snow massively overstaying its welcome and making everything slippy, sloppy and miserable. The lack of recent riding manifested itself in a pretty spectacular pedal-clip crash on that fast left-hander at the bottom, but after being picked up, dusted down and given a big hug he was back up and pedalling happily. Good lad.