Thanks for the kind words, everyone. Sorry I can't reply to them all, but it's just lovely to hear how many people blame me in part for their mountain bike addiction
This cancer thing is very very odd. Aside from often being unusually tired, I feel pretty normal. I can still ride, though I've wussed out and gone electric-assist. I have a collection of scars that will win me pretty much any healed-wound willy-waving contest and I'm generally keeping cheerful thanks to being looked after by my amazing wife Caroline and entertained by our collection of daft dogs.
Someone said they wanted to buy me a pint. If anyone else feels that way, I'm in Cambridge these days, so if you happen to be in these parts, drop me a line.