Is Tha Lost………


For the regular readers of my blog you’ll know how good I am at sort of getting lost, the hunt for new cycle/running routes often takes me into the unknown. I always find my way home-eventually!
In my defence today I wasn’t technically lost – I knew where I was, but the paths seemed to have moved in the months since I was last here! Thankfully, as I stood pondering which path to take, a nice farmer man pointed me in the right direct – sort of. “Is tha lost?” He asked in a true Yorkshire accent, “wi yer eadin” So I told him I was wanting to get back to the canal path. “Well tha,s off reight road” he said. Which roughly translates as ‘you are going in the right direction’. None too helpful with more than one path to take. Still I made it back.
It would have been lovely cycling in the sunshine were it not for the swarms of mozzies that dive bombed all the way round, seemingly we are to be over run by mozzies this year – great news when mozzies love you. Foreign travel is a nightmare for me, I’m no sooner off the plane and the little bleeders have got me – I once spent a fortnight in Ibiza looking like I’d got club foot, I couldn’t even get my flip-flop on. And now the vicious bleeders are heading here – fab!!!
So that’s the first day of the Easter Hols done. I’ve had a lie-in, cleaned the car and started listing the things I need to do this holidays – a fortnight is not longing enough!!!

Loving the sun
More of the same tomorrow
Bring it on.

Boris Mega Bike and the Attack of the Mozzies…………..

Well I got to the end of the road where school is this morning and nearly (very,very nearly) pedaled on by. Not only was it a beautiful morning ,but Boris mega bike is awesome, even the sore knee went unnoticed – until I stopped. Yep the new bike is a huge success, just needs the seat tightening (Ernie forgot) thought I was sliding about a bit, and some winter tyres- no really. I thought Ernie was kidding when he mentioned it last night, but (and I hate to admit it) he’s right. Not that there’s anything wrong with the new tyres but they’re no good in the mud and it doesn’t matter which way home I go – I hit the mud at some point.

The cycle home was split in two by a school rugby match, yesterdays- which I was meant to go watch was cancelled, so as I pass Jacks school on my way home anyway, I decided to call in and see how they were doing. I was glad I did – they played some half decent stuff with only 11 players and thrashed the opposition – not bad for a team that have yet to train together and a P.E teacher who doesn’t know the rules!! Downside of calling in to watch the rugby game – you can now draw a dot to dot on my face. The school field is next to a beck and maybe it was due to the improtu sunshine but the whole place was swarming with mozzies – now I look like I’ve been eaten alive – hopefully the piriton kicks in by morning or Ill be going to work with a bag on my head.

Nearly seven miles cycled

Year 2 P.E in the morning

Bring it on



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