Sorry I’m late but I wasn’t going to pay
fifty quid for it so I said I’ll go elsewhere but the manager came out and let
me have it for thirty, and it fits better so now I’ve got one for daytime and
one for work, its colder today so I’ve got long gloves on, thought we’d go down
past Asda and see Granville. Let’s go ‘commando’ - no GPS or Mini iPad.
Sorry I forgot the chairs, I did 40 miles yesterday are you ready?
No wonder he doesn’t run out of puff on the
uphills !!!!
Heading out past Sainsbury’s and then Wicks
we crossed the M54 (thankfully via a footbridge) and from therein the route
gets a bit blurred, as usual on these outings, but involved getting lost,
losing each other, going round in circles, not being allowed into an industrial
estate, a quick round on the golf course, a visit to the landfill site, being
told by a member of the Pony Club to "Get orf moi laaaand", seeing a baby bear, and some jungle path-breaking worthy of any David Livingstone
expedition which would necessitate copious first-aid treatments for Leg Lacerations
and Stinging Nettle Shins upon our return to civilisation.
Talking of which, after showering when I
got home, and in an attempt to calm said lacerations and still burning shins, I
smothered them in Savlon, King of Antiseptic Creams. However, it took an unusually long time to
rub-in and was sporting a rather distinctive Minty odour.
It was a mistake any fool could have made whilst not wearing his spectacles.
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