Tokyo (redux)

...and now it seems I might be going to Tokyo after all. Or not. One way or another, I'm losing sleep.

Tonight we took Tracey's bike into the shop for a tune-up. She rode it every day she was alone at the cottage, taking it over hill and under dale to the small town of Eagle Lake (P.S. It's Eagle Lake, not Deer Lake - though Eagles are in far less evidence than Deer, I have noticed). She says that starting to use her bike again has been like meeting an old friend. I'm pleased, cos now we have a hobby we can share.