Muckers Worldwide Unite

If it's The Boss writing it is bound to feature cycling... groan. To be fair, the back story is odd enough that I might persuade you to read a little further. Long story short, I bought an indoor exercise bike, I linked it to the Laptop, found myself racing against virtual strangers from around the... Continue Reading →

Bruges Day & Beach Day

After the car fiasco yesterday, we slept better than we’ve slept in a long time. Good old Red Pennant, have been better than we could have hoped for. The car was towed away to a local garage, owner Carlo is convinced he can fix it, hopefully in a few days. Red Pennant have been in... Continue Reading →

Like Going Home

The weather has been cracking the flags for the last few weeks and true to form just as we decide to take the caravan out the forecast turns wet. Luckily, day by day as our arrival date gets closer the good old BBC start to change their predictions, it might not be that bad after... Continue Reading →

Malvern Hills, Rain, Rain, Go Away

I’ve hoovered, I’ve dusted. I’ve emptied the cupboards and changed the bedding. I cleaned and stocked the fridge and given the bathroom a wipe over. I found the remote for the motor mover and remembered to shove the cadac in the boot. One more sleep and one more shift. Work flew by in a haze... Continue Reading →

A Very Quiet Easter Weekend

We thought that our Easter experience last year was a one off, little did we know as we chomped on Easter eggs on an empty site back in 2020 that history would be repeating itself one year on! If you’d have told me back at the start of 2020 that I’d see two Easters on... Continue Reading →

Up a Big Hill, Broadway Tower and Chipping Campden

The sun is cracking the flags, an Indian summer in September. Site is full and the smell of barbecues lingers on the little breeze that there is. A day off and unbelievably, I’m not tired. I seem to spend a lot of my free time too tired to do anything and have been spending any... Continue Reading →

Time to Tandem

We can now go out, but not 'out out.' Lockdown has been eased a little and I'm missing seeing the world outside those gates so much. The Boss has finished his Lands End to John o’Groats ride on site and I'm wearing the site out walking round, spotting killer wildlife and listening to podcasts. As... Continue Reading →

John o’Groats, Worcestershire

As I ride over the finish line I am conscious that I can actually see where I started 909 miles ago, Lands End, Worcestershire. What was the point? The point was that I had an opportunity, an opportunity not to be wasted. We returned from our Lanzarote winter holiday feeling very well watered and fed.... Continue Reading →

Blurry Days

The gospel choir of birds outside our window woke me early. Then the rooks joined in and drowned out the beautiful dawn chorus, pulling the quilt up I managed to doze off again for a couple of hours until the pigeons joined a troop of Morris Dancers on our roof, time to get up. Starting... Continue Reading →

Couch to John o’Groats

Looking at your average social media page during this period of lockdown it would seem there are two options; crack open the wine while tucking into the crisps or become a health kick bore and exercise like mad. If I'd tossed a coin I could quite easily and happily chosen either route. Pre-Lockdown, we had... Continue Reading →

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