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... to raise a whopping £800!! This could not have been achieved without your help, and now I’m one step closer to my goal of £5900.
And for the next step, I have organised a Ladies night (but of course men are welcome) for a special viewing of Dirty Dancing on the big screen. There will be fizzy drinks, popcorn and sweets, and it will be on Tuesday the 4th of November. It will hopefully be a great night and if you are interested in coming, please contact ...
Last day in Scotland and as the weather was a bit better we decided to revisit the coast we couldn't see for rain last week. bit of a late start as Lorraine and Stew were headed down to the Cotswolds as he is on call and needs to be within a couple of hours from Heathrow. Lorraine thought it would be her last chance to see the twins ...
quite disappointingly, with rain. Quite miserable in fact. A change of plans
I drove from
Portpatrick, north into the town of Stranraer, a terminal for ferries to
Belfast. The Stranraer Museum is housed in the historic Old Town Hall, built in
1776. A small but fascinating display of the shire’s past, including one of Scotland’s
oldest ploughs, a look at Stranraer’s Polar explorers, ...
... which was lucky as we had slept in it meant less daylight for walking, we made excellent time. We walked through pines, farms, roads and over rivers. The weather was kind to us, providing some sunshine at times and light winds compared to yesterday. The ground was becoming quite boggy but wasn't too bad. We camped in a small patch of pines just next to a river off the road. Was a really nice night so we sat outside as long as we could cooking up a feast and drinking hot drinks ...
... the impressive 1.5 mile long and 343 metre high bridge opened in Southern France in 2004. Sleeping under a bridge isn't usually seen as desirable, but this wasn't just any bridge! My wild camping spot on a bed of straw looking up at this almighty engineering feat was certainly memorable.
With a huff and a puff and tired legs I made it to Bordeaux to meet Niall after cycling 1000 miles in 10 solo days! I'd also been hosted by friends of a ...