On Monday, it was my day off. My older son (just back from university for Easter) and I set out on our bikes. We went down to the sea-front, along the eastern arm of Shoreham Harbour and crossed at the lock gates. At Shoreham, we turned up the old railway line, now a trackway, andContinue reading “Why don’t I get out into the countryside more often?”
This past week I had to say goodbye to two faithful old companions. The first was my fault. At Easter, I took my lovely 6-string guitar out into the driving rain to play at an early morning outdoor service. It’s never been the same since, and in particular, won’t keep tune. So, after 25 yearsContinue reading “Out with the old, in with the new”
Three cheers for Bradley Wiggins, Mark Cavendish and Chris Froome! The media here is talking about the greatest sporting achievement ever – an over-statement, surely, but the performance of these three outstanding British cyclists in the Tour de France cheers the hearts of ordinary British cyclists like me. Maybe if I were 20 yearsContinue reading “Cycling is the future”
This is my trusty bike. It’s been a faithful workhorse these past 14 years. I’ve just had to have the headset changed as the bearings were crunched up. It’s great – now it doesn’t creak & groan as I go along.
On Saturday we drove up the A23 to visit my sister and her family in Croydon. Just before the motorway starts, there is a piece of dual carriageway that winds a little as it climbs a steep hill. Until recently, the road went through mature woodland. Now it goes through a barren landscape of treeContinue reading “Gaining the world, leaving your soul in the woods.”