We were given this book by a friend because of where we live. The Wirral is a little nub of land that sticks out of the country on the west and lies between two rivers, the Dee and the Mersey, which merge into the Irish Sea. It’s a tiny strip in the scheme of things,… Continue reading War Lord – Bernard Cornwell
Author: theleadlesspencil
I started blogging to practise using that writing 'muscle'. And it's made me realise that I keep banging on about the same subjects: mainly 'running', sometimes about what I'm reading, and, even more occasionally, where I'm going.
Cycle Trip: Lincoln to Liverpool – Day 4 (The final day!)
Last orders at the Crow's Nest! John first cooked up this idea last summer. A way to raise funds for Motor Neurone Disease research, and to have a bit of a challenge. When he asked who wanted to join the ‘fun’ I foolishly put my hand up . He said it would be about 30… Continue reading Cycle Trip: Lincoln to Liverpool – Day 4 (The final day!)
Cycle Trip: Lincoln to Liverpool – Day 3
If you’d told me to get on a bike again after the end of day 2 I may have told you that I was throwing in the towel. My forearms ached, my shoulders were sore and I couldn’t actually squat far down on my right leg before the pain kicked in. I won’t even go… Continue reading Cycle Trip: Lincoln to Liverpool – Day 3
Cycle Trip: Lincoln to Liverpool – Day 2
Be careful what you wish for. It’s a salutary lesson at the best of times, but today was an especial reminder. We knew that today would be arduous. The projected routes and elevations on google maps, for both legs of the journey, left us in no doubt about that. After our flat and fast (for… Continue reading Cycle Trip: Lincoln to Liverpool – Day 2
Cycle Trip: Lincoln to Liverpool – Day 1
The day before, we were thinking about setting off on the first leg at just after 9. To let the rush hour pass but to make sure that we could get to the end destination while it was still light. Then as the warm, sunny evening wore on and drinks were had, we thought around… Continue reading Cycle Trip: Lincoln to Liverpool – Day 1
‘Will you cycle with us?’, they said
My idea of getting back to normal after the last few months is to fret about a bike ride. My bike when I bought it, all shiny and new. Doesn't look this clean any more. It’s the one that had been arranged by Anne’s brother John (sometimes called Jack), way back last year. It was… Continue reading ‘Will you cycle with us?’, they said
A Eulogy for Our Dad
Mr Bhikhubhai Dajibhai Mistry (23rd Dec 1938 – 4th July 2021) Jai Shree Krishna. We’d like to say a few words here about Dad’s life and what he meant for us. We set out to organise Dad’s funeral this week and I suspect, absolutely no-one who knew Dad, will be surprised that he was ahead… Continue reading A Eulogy for Our Dad
Father’s Day
About a month ago I was happily looking at training plans for my September Half Marathon and seeing which ones I might actually manage to stick to for more than a couple of weeks. Running to train though has slightly gone out the window for now. Running for my own sense of wellbeing has replaced… Continue reading Father’s Day
Cycling, not running
What does this say about Chester? I didn’t run yesterday as I spent a lovely day cycling into Wales with compadres from the running club. Pensby Runners spawned a non-running child some years back, called PROBs (Pensby Runners On Bikes). They have been meeting, barring Covid lockdowns, once a week on Thursday. As it’s a… Continue reading Cycling, not running
The Mirror And The Light – Hilary Mantel
Last night I finally finished the great tome that is The Mirror And The Light. It’s taken me ages. Not because it’s rubbish, far from it, but because of life getting in the way. But now, with relief and a little sadness, the trilogy is done. Hilary Mantel herself says that ‘It was the hardest… Continue reading The Mirror And The Light – Hilary Mantel
