Walking along to work this morning, I moved out of the way for a cyclist on the pavement and let him go past.

Then after about 10m he stopped as he recognised me. Are you Lorn Pearson? He says…

I walk back to him and speak to him. He’s a friend of a friend I trained for a marathon with about 8 years ago and he follows my website.

He admitted himself that he was a bit excitable, possibly having cycled with lots of endorphins rushing through him, but we had a nice wee chat, and it brightened up my morning.

Glasgow is so big, but so small in many ways too. 🙂