Doing the best that I can, at writing, running and living
The one good thing about living in a very small three-bed semi, is the fact that you can heat it up really quickly after being away for several days. Our drive home, which took most of the day was happily uneventful, and by the time we reached the house, it was cold, dark and a… Continue reading Burgh Island III
You couldn’t have written the script any more neatly. I didn’t read Anne’s message as I was finally getting my s**t together after feeling somewhat worse for wear from the night before. We had finally had our meal in the grand ballroom, after missing it the previous evening, and had thoroughly enjoyed ourselves dressing up… Continue reading Burgh Island II
It’s the middle of the afternoon and I’ve just had a bath. Not just any bath, but a bath in a room, in a hotel on Burgh (pronounced ‘Burr’) Island. The same hotel that acts as a backdrop for one of Agatha Christie’s crime novels, ‘Evil Under the Sun’. Possibly in the same bathroom used… Continue reading Burgh Island I
I’m just having a moment to sit down after mowing the lawn. Having got home yesterday afternoon, we’ve come back to quite a wild garden because, apparently, the Wirral has had a lot of rain last week. It just shows how lucky we were on our trip down south that, aside from a little sprinkling… Continue reading Cornwall – Tintagel (on the way home)
St Ives St Ives is one of the bigger towns in West Cornwall, but even here the roads next to the coast, where everybody gravitates towards, are still as tiny and windy as the bendy, narrow numbers of Newlyn and Mousehole (pronounced ‘mouzal’). We popped in to those two places with the car on Monday… Continue reading Cornwall – The Rest of our Visit
Yesterday inadvertently turned into History Corner with a couple of trips to sites bearing witness to Cornwall’s past. Having now purchased some milk the night before, we could relax and take our morning cups in the jovial Port Meirion 'Crazy Daisy' crockery that the house contained. It was a Sunday after all and neither of… Continue reading Cornwall – Carn Euny and Botallack
I haven’t done any travel blogging for a while, mainly because we haven’t done much in the way of travelling, so as we're down in the depths of Cornwall for a week I thought I would. Friday – Driving We knew, despite Google Maps suggesting it would take six and a half hours, that the… Continue reading Cornwall – Land’s End and Sennen Cove
I have just stuck a load of autumn/winter clothes into the attic. I swap my clothes around every six months or so, in order to make a bit of space in my small wardrobe and to make the ‘in season’ clothes feel new and fresh because I haven’t seen them for ages. It works for… Continue reading Sunny Southport and Other Sundries
Day 1 Gary asked me if I wanted to ride with him to the Harp Inn, or get Anne to drop me off. That would have taken eight miles off the route. It was very tempting. But after conquering the Ponderosa ride (kind of) last week, and seeing that the weather was looking okay, I… Continue reading There And Back Again – Shrewsbury
Having given up the cycling in the latter part of my marathon training I realised, post Manchester, that I’d not been in the saddle for probably nearly six weeks, and looming very close was the expedition to Shrewsbury. With life getting in the way, there was only one last ride with PROBs (Pensby Runners On… Continue reading Cycling to Ponderosa
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