I jumped on the train with my bike this morning and got off at Newport in order to cycle 5 miles to Usk lighthouse for a short helicopter trip - and I was shocked at what a shitheap I cycled through. I even espied what looked like a stolen car that was upside down and being liberated of its components. However, I am now breathing easily after returning to the leafy glades of Somerset.

I used to think that Bridgwater was a tip .... but it's positively bucolic compared to Nyoops.