Three days' work while the sun shone and stupid determination to wrestle with HMRC and submit the claim made me resolve not to get the bike out and go for a ride. Today the claim is winging its way to whom it may concern and bits of my garden are hurtling horizontally past my window. It's a bit breezy out there. So I shall console myself by eating a single square of chocolate (freetrade of course) and watch young Hamilton win another F1 race.