Mrs Johnson finished her tea and I followed her into the kitchen with my dirty cup. She rinsed them both out and popped them in the washer. “Right, young lady,” she said drying her hands, “let’s go and bath the baby.”

Easy As Falling Off An Ice Floe.
by Angharad
part: 398.

Easy As Oversleeping.
by Angharad
part: 33 doz.

I met with Stella who had already bought several items. “Someone’s having fun?”

“Oh yeah, but this is just a warm up. I’ve seen several things I want your opinion on, and some things you really need to try yourself. There is this just darling little dress in royal blue which is made for you.”

Easy As Going Shopping.
by Angharad (shopaholic)
part: 394

Bike 394.

I often find that after a stimulating evening, I am too wound up to sleep. Thankfully, that wasn’t the case and despite the storm that raged half the night, I slept like the proverbial log.

Easy As Killing Bambi.*
by Angharad
part: 393

*Might not be suitable for vegetarians or people of taste.

I opened the front door, and accepted the flowers and wine presented to me, I also accepted the peck on the cheek. I showed him into the lounge where Stella was sitting. “I believe you two know each other,” I said.

“Hello, Stella.” Des held out his arms to give her a hug.

Easy As Finding More Work.
by Angharad
part 390.

As I rode home the rain started–some summer this was proving to be. I was quite wet before I got back to the house and by the time I’d wiped the bike down, was feeling cold. I know the bikes are carbon framed, but they still have metal components that can rust.

Easy As Catching A Cold.
by Angharad.
part:389

I snuggled down with Simon, I had missed his warm muscular body and his strong arms which were currently holding me against him. “This is nice,” I said.

“Erm, what?” he said sleepily.

“You’d nodded off. Am I that boring?”

“No, but neither were you up at five o’clock this morning.”

“Oh poor Simon,” I cooed.

Easy as losing the original episode.
by Angharad
part 387.

The original episode was lost when I tried to load an image with it. I hadn't made a back up copy. This one has therefore cost me a whole evening. I hate computers and all things related to them.

Easy As Falling Off The World.
by Angharad
part: 386

Easy As Finding The End Of A Rainbow.
by Angharad
part: 32 doz.

Easy As Bleeding After Worming Bonzi.
by: Angharad
part:382zillion.

Easy As Calling For A Rite (2 of which don't make a rong!)
by: Angharad (>^^< has gone to church)
part: 381

I got into the new car and was impressed by the comfort of the leather seats. I sat and wheezed for a moment. The slightest exertion seemed to leave me breathless.

Simon sat looking concerned, "If ever I meet that bastard again, he is dead meat."

While I understood his feelings, his anger made me even more excited and thus breathless. I took a hit of my inhaler and it slowly eased. "Let the legal process deal with him, he isn't worth the aggro."

Easy As Winning Gold Medals!
by: >^^< the wonder cat.
part: 380

Hospitals are boring at the best of times. I'd read the latest Cycling Weekly, Procycling and Cyclesport several times. Lunch was far from inspiring - hotpot, with a novelty twist, it was cold. The old lady across from me asked me what I had ordered.

"Lancashire hotpot, I don't think it's what I got though."

Easy As Falling Down A Category 4.
by: Angharad
part: 379.

"When do I get to see the new phallic symbol, then?"

"What?" asked Simon.

"The Jag."

Easy As Swimming Up Hill
by Angharad (>^^< is out with the boys)
part:378

"You nearly lost everything? What you mean the car and your wallet?"

Simon looked at me? "What? No. Cars and wallets can be replaced, people can't–especially someone as special as you."

Easy As Losing It All completely.
by: Angharad & >^^<
part:376

The rest of the morning seemed to go by in a dream. I stayed in bed, refusing food and drink and anything else.

"You've got to eat and drink something, Cathy."

"Why?" I challenged Stella.

"Because you need to keep your strength up, that's why?"

"What for?"

"I'll come back in a bit."

Easy As Failing On A Bike.
by Angharad
part: three hundred and seventy bloody five!

Time seemed to hang, as the phone rang again. Then it stopped as Stella picked it up. Tom and I looked at each other. She came back in. "Wrong bloody number," she banged her hand on the table in frustration.

“Okay, listeners, we have a sad story here…” Jane Bronte, hosted her usual radio show on a Sunday morning, playing pop classics that no one could remember, interspersed with audience participation.

Easy As Getting Back On A Bike.
by Bonzi (Mum's out riding)
part: 31 doz.

It was friday morning and I was laying on top of my bed trying to read Cycling Weekly while I waited for the decision from the consultant. Two of the women with whom I shared the four bed unit were talking at volume and were making it harder to concentrate.

"But our Vera, says I should do more of it."

Easy As Falling For A Quack
by Angharad
part:370

Stella came back about half an hour later, she was so smug, I was tempted to annoy her. I resisted the temptation.

"You still awake?" she said returning to my cubicle.

"Looks like," my words part echoing through the vents in the steamed up oxygen mask. "You look full of yourself, so I assume he asked you out."

Easy As Calling For A Mate.
by Angharad
part:368

The next several days were spent partly sleeping, having the odd test and pill or receiving visitors. Apart from Simon, Stella and Tom, I had one or two from uni come in to say hello, including Pippa and Neal, the latter bringing me in a framed photo of Spike for me to keep on my locker.

Easy As Falling Off A Bike
by Angharad & Hampshire Air Ambulance
part:366 leap year?

Author's Note: I wasn't going to continue this story, thinking it had run its course and 365 episodes is enough for most people. However, I had emails and PMs (not PMS!)which convinced me otherwise. Also I couldn't spoil a special person's birthday, so here's the next one.
Angharad.