To state the obvious, I have arrived. In Trafalger Square to be exact. It hasn’t been the most strenuous of rides. Around 50 miles – the kind of distance I will need to knock off each day en route to Yorkshire. Anyway, back in the Square, a phalanx of neon jackets has heralded a change on top of the empty plinth. One very boring man – he did nothing – has been replaced by a woman dressed up as a cat. She looks far more promising….