Hill session at work, up our back lane (which is normally very quiet except when it is being used as a commuter rat-run to Guildford). Grazed knee from falling into a pothole (for information it was barely a pothole, more of a mild depression in the tarmac). Short sharp hills (10 reps) as hard as possible (given the stops for commuters). Sounds unduly serious doesn’t it? Determined to fight the wheezle.
The top photo is looking up from the first toad crossing sign, and the second down from the next one.
A toad crossing isn’t actually an official road sign (not in Highway Code at any rate) even though it looks like one.