I am travelling north on a train. Although slightly to the west of my intended route later in the summer, with a blue, cloudless sky and fresh green vegetation everywhere, the countryside does look very appealing and only stands to encourage me to get on my bike in August. As do the annoying Oxford students entwined together next to me with their high-pitched privately-educated squeals every time they titilate each other. None of their type on the cycle route north I hope. Just passing through Crewe.