Riding a bike you pretty soon work out that in the absence of recklessness and really bad luck you can expect to be able to out-brake the car in front of you. Initially this was of great comfort to me but sometime in the last week or two it occurred to me that out-braking the tintop in front is only half the problem if the tintop behind is incapable of out-braking me (if they were paying attention to begin with that is). So my latest paranoia is the sound of squealing tyres, behind me! You have to have your wits about you if you want to live long and prosper on a bike.
Actually I have another paranoia which is new as well- that I might accidentally drop, scratch, bruise or otherwise traumatise our baby girl. But they tell me that’s pretty normal for a first time Dad.