Bike, bike, bike as fast as you can…You can’t catch me, I’m the Gingerbread Man!

There is no doubt, as the days are getting shorter and the weather is so unpredictable / mainly always raining…that its getting more critical for me to know where I’m going…and to get there early. Also when I get there to set up my tent before looking through the yellow pages for a masseur. GodContinue reading “Bike, bike, bike as fast as you can…You can’t catch me, I’m the Gingerbread Man!”

Fighting, Disentry and Meg

I am meant to be camping but….b&b’s are so much nicer….The country hotel in the middle of the city, in Carlisle resembled and old Victorian faulty towers. I thought I was getting fit but struggled up the 72 threadbare stairs to my room. Well what was I expecting for £30. I was…expecting it to haveContinue reading “Fighting, Disentry and Meg”

Having faith in our thoughts and no more chat about Florentines or flapjacks….

Good evening or Good morning. I hope you are all well. Firstly and most importantly thank you Josie, for your extensive research that from what I gather wouldn’t look out of place at Christ’s College Cambridge. In fact… is that you? Top row. Right. 4th along? Anyway, according to Josie, Florentines are the dainty sisterContinue reading “Having faith in our thoughts and no more chat about Florentines or flapjacks….”

Week 2 done – Fortresses, florentines, fishing and seeing Fred washing up….

Good evening. Yes I know I’m a day behind, apologies to those who missed the read during their morning ablutions. I’m not being lazy. Well I sort of am. I’ll explain further later…. Right. What day is it today…Back to Sunday morning…and yes, more castles… In fact we need to go back to Saturday…where IContinue reading “Week 2 done – Fortresses, florentines, fishing and seeing Fred washing up….”

Day 13 ….”Run, and you’ll live… at least a while. And dying in your beds, many years from now, would you be willin’ to trade ALL the days, from this day…..COVID may make it harder but it will never take… OUR FREEDOM!”

Slow start this morning as my tent needed to dry out and packing up in the rain is…well, wet… My plan, as ever was…I don’t bother. Actually that’s wrong. I make the choice not to plan the roads, gradient or even look at the weather in fear of rolling over and going back to sleep.Continue reading “Day 13 ….”Run, and you’ll live… at least a while. And dying in your beds, many years from now, would you be willin’ to trade ALL the days, from this day…..COVID may make it harder but it will never take… OUR FREEDOM!””