This week has been one of those weeks where everyone is in and out. That is everyone but me of course - I have been the constant presence while the rest of them have flitted in and out. It's also been one of those weeks where the weather has shown itself in all its British glory - I'm very close to putting the heating one despite the fact that it's August. Having had the hottest April on record, we have been on track this weekend to have the coldest August Bank Holiday - not what we all wanted. It's been a good 5 degrees below the normal average and we've had enough. What's worse is every so often the sun does come out and we boil as we are wrapped up in jumpers! So to kick off with where everyone has been, Glenn had his cycling trip. What should have been a gorious week of mountains and smooth tarmac was instead 3 nights in Yorkshire on English tarmac (aka poor man's cobbles). It should have been 4 nights but the forecast was so bad for Friday they came h...