Well everyone survived (or close to it) the longest day. The various groups managed to make the distance (164 kms) during the day. The 12km downhill in to Pureora on dusk was the highlight of the ride.
The usual suspects
This is a Christmas gardening surprise.
My spuds did not have a flower, and I thought they had an epic fail… I was wrong:
Made it to Madrid after what feels like 1 million hours of flying, only to find that the hotel was double booked.. Doh!
Got it all sorted out – and managed to get out and about on the first day.
Another day in A&E.
Car v Bike. It’s always the bike rider who comes off second best.
Looks like Claire has a broken wrist (so maybe good news – not a broken wrist, but the bone(s)/thumb are a bit stuff thou with more arthritis apparently ). X-Rays to come later. Taco wheel anyone?
My beautiful courgettes…..
And then there is the WHOLE garden…