My diary this week is as spacious as it was crowded last week. So I have managed a cycle for the second time this week. Stopped off on my way home from Perth and unfurled the Brompton on the village green at Pitcairngreen, just north of the ring road. From there it is about 8 miles to Bankfoot on Route 77 of the National Cycle Route – beautiful, undulating countryside and a cup of tea before the return. One is reminded that the earth is not flat nor does every road have speed cameras on it. My only paws for thought was the sign which reminded me that it is all lottery funded – is this, like Covent Garden Opera, another example of the pleasures of the [let’s not say] rich being paid for by the poor? I have never bought a lottery ticket in my life and don’t intend to.