Bastard Virus – 17.03.2020

“…,he seemed not to know what fatigue and sickness meant”, War and Peace. L. Tolstoy  So, of course – I mean, of course – just as I’m getting this cycling malarkey in my stride, some bloody virus decides to rear its round, spiky, miniscule little head and impact my plans. Yesterday, I went to workContinue reading “Bastard Virus – 17.03.2020”

Carry On – 09.03.2020

“He resolved, then, to carry on the war alone, and to look for no success foreign to himself, but as we look for a fortunate chance”, Three Musketeers, A. Dumas Total Distance Travelled: 292.11kms;  Days to holiday: 311 Sunday The weather sucks.  It was forecast rain on Sunday morning, so I didn’t get up early – onlyContinue reading “Carry On – 09.03.2020”

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