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Poetry, bikes, dementia...
Poetry, bikes, dementia...
Eight days, 800 miles, 45,000 feet. Last year when I cycled nearly 3,000 miles across America you asked what are you doing it for and how much money do you hope to raise and, to my shame, I had to reply just for me and nothing! Well…
This is what Spring sounds like. Recorded at 5.20 this morning, Thursday March 20th just outside our backdoor.
I’ve long been struck by the saw (old saying) that says a dead tree is more alive than a live one. Which is why I’d been reluctant to take the other kind of saw to the cherry at the bottom…
To shave or not to shave, that is the question (with apologies to Wm Shakespeare’s Prince Hamlet). It was always going to happen. In all honesty I’m surprised I’ve lasted a whole year. But it’s time I came out of…
Butterfly wing tip Kaleidoscope fragment of A summer now past
He wore the words like a necklace. Each silent syllable a bead. Pearl by pearl, a string of unspoken sentences. His favourite book steepled on a sunken chest. Treasure without end. I wonder now what page my mother chose. What…
Invisible twine Connected by pheromones Bound by chemistry
I can’t vouch for its accuracy having just scraped it off the internet but if anyone, like me, is riding the Shropshire Highlands Challenge today, Sunday June 15th here’s a link to a GPX file to upload to your Garmin…
So we did it. Not sure what to think right now less than 24 hours after rolling into the Atlantic Ocean nearly 3,000 miles and three plus weeks after setting off. Think it’s going to take a few days to…
Boosterism. We all like to big ourselves up a bit. (Hell if it wasn’t for the photographic evidence to the contrary I’d probably claim to have crossed America on a unicycle – half the number of wheels equals double the…