I am enjoying my cycling holiday on the island of Majorca most thoroughly. The weather is lovely, the roads are great to ride on, the scenery is attractive, the locals friendly and my cycling club mates most supportive of my efforts to stay with them. But I realised today that none of this can I share with my wife. She is not on holiday with me for the first time in many years, I can't phone her because she has lost the ability to use the telephone and, when I get back, telling her about it would be a waste of time. I think that I now understand anticipatory grief but it will not stop me from appreciating my time away and views like this: