Just a touch of the glums today, with nagging thoughts of this being our last full day in England. Time was taken up with organising some things like laundry, a final wash of the bikes and then padding them up and packing them into their boxes for their journey. We also did a trial run into the... Continue Reading →

  The small man entered the room, a dapper gentleman, even dandy one could say. He surveyed the sunlit room, assessing the seating options before selecting a straight backed, wooden chair that would allow him to avoid the bright light streaming through the window. He pulled a crisp, white handkerchief from his breast pocket, unfolded... Continue Reading →

And so the finals begin [insert sad sigh here]. Our final Sunday. To mark the occasion, we might as well resurrect that grand tradition that we enjoyed so much…Go Slow Sunday. It so happened it was a good day for it, being another one of heavy rain and temperatures well towards the bottom of the... Continue Reading →

A bit of rain about, so let’s leave the roaming of Oxford and take a trip through the countryside today. Through Oxfordshire we hurtled and arrived in the charming little village of Thame. Apart from being lovely, this little town has a claim to fame of having Midsomer Murders filmed there. Yep, we’re on the... Continue Reading →

Jerk…shudder…grumble…jerk…jerk…shudder… The van wasn’t happy. It protested most forcefully at being asked to move in the cold, very cold, morning that we had. It grumbled and shuddered and jerked and told us, in no uncertain terms, that it was most displeased with the mere one degree temperature it was being asked to perform in. It... Continue Reading →