|Er, might be time to wash it? Nah, salt is good for you.|
|File under 'slog'. Again, hah-hah!|
"Mike became ill with a rare blood condition called Myelodysplastic Syndrome (MDS) about 5 years ago and unfortunately this very recently progressed into an acute form of Leukaemia. He fought his illnesses very bravely, putting up with frequent blood transfusions, chemotherapy and a failed attempt at a stem cell transplant which was so nearly successful. He was a lovely friend, great fun to be around and a true gentleman."
I am really sorry for Mike's wife, Lesley, as they were devoted to each other and of course his family and friends. He was a gentle man and fun to be around...
|Thought of Mike on crossing this bridge- he was a keen angler.|
|Really? Which brought this to mind...|
|Dozens of these have been chowed down so far. Wouldn't touch them normally!|
|Now that's how you sell second-hand cars.|
|This would even put me off. What on earth?|
|Time for 'Ride Of The Valkyries'?|
|Beetles are immortal.|
|True, but just not at that scary clown McDs, okay?|
|I could have leapt right in. A tad warm.|
|Right-hand down a bit...|
|This how pleasant 'Matthew' looked earlier today.|
It's not like me dodging around a few bollards to cut through a 'Work In Progress' and riding across fresh tarmac. Not that I *would* have done that, you understand, ahem...
Actually as of now, I can't even book a room for tomorrow night anywhere more than fifty miles from here, which is a dilemma in itself! I'm gonna have to resume the search in the morning and come up with plan Z...we ain't finished yet. I hope.
|Georgia looking fine so far!|
|In a headwind, this is the view from the office sometimes.|
|Aww, isn't that lovely? Hang on- you've stolen an hour!|
|Right down near to sea-level now.|
|These eejits weren't fazed by the traffic at all!|
|Glad to see you!|
|Okay, so a trip through town it is, then.|
|Glad that it was, thanks.|
|Always great when you request a ground-floor room and...|
|Just medium strength on the wings, please.|