Day 8 – we’re all Goodfellas… aren’t we?

So today’s been a funny one… No not the way I talk, funny.. No, No, not funny like a clown.. No, No, No, not funny as in odd.. Funny as in different… Don’t shoot, we’re all goodfellas, we’re all friends…. I’m sitting in a beach cafe (its 4.30) in Long Sands on the coast nearContinue reading “Day 8 – we’re all Goodfellas… aren’t we?”

Day 7 (week 1) I touched an oil rig (sort of) today. What did you do?

After a great nights sleep I was up early relishing a day on the flat. The plan was to head to Middlesbrough and then right out on the east coast through Seaton Carew, Hartlepool, Blackhall Rocks to just past Peterlee (circa 45miles) My new touring mentor, Martin accompanied me to the Middlesbrough crossing. Martin thanksContinue reading “Day 7 (week 1) I touched an oil rig (sort of) today. What did you do?”

I’m going on bear hunt….

If you are of a similar vintage to me and have children or been about them, you’ll probably remember the children’s book by Michael Rosen with the infamous chorus “we’re going on a bear hunt, we’re going to find a big one, we’re not scared. It’s a beautiful day”…. So I have just turned 47Continue reading “I’m going on bear hunt….”