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
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‘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
Volunteering at the River Park
It was, by mid-morning anyway, a rather warm hazy day. The water on the river barely rippled and we could see clearly over to Liverpool with the huge Anglican Cathedral taking centre stage. A view of the big city from tranquility. There were surprisingly few people about on such a clement morning and I asked… Continue reading Volunteering at the River Park