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  • Is this love?     Or is it I just can’t help myself

    for the best travel and tourism don’t go there alone: stick with the very best friend you’ll ever know.  The one who will stay with you come thick and thin, up a hill, down the dale, never talk back nor snap the observation you are getting it all wrong, going in the wrong direction. It’ll… Continue reading

  • doing the rounds . .

    a buddy phoned .. “I’m on my way” The big Eurobike Show happening at Frankfurt in Germany can be just a one day to go, see, get back home late evening: if you are a well organised visitor. For doing the business from UK air travel is easy-peasy. Looking back it wasn’t quite as is… Continue reading

  • of that bicycle man

    I cried at breakfast on the day Senator John Kennedy said in Massachusetts that he was to seek the Democratic nomination for President of the United States. Asked why I was crying, I told my Mother “Fausto Coppi has died”. That was January 2, 1960. I had been out on my bike that morning, on… Continue reading