Final Pics

It was disappointing that our visitors had to cancel their trip to Denmark this weekend sop we just took it easy around the house.


Here are the last few pictures from our holiday.

In Brussels

With Mr T on the beach

Driving the tractor at Shustoke

Chasing the geese

We bought some reins for J whilst in England, they proved to be very useful in Stratford upon Avon where he tried to chase after anything he could, especially the geese and swans...



He enjoyed the boat trip a lot as you can probably see.

Life in Denmark is rapidly returning to normal so there is painting to be done this weekend...

More pics as promised:

Paddleing in Porthmaddog


Watching a dog in the river in Betws y Coed

Pop over to Big Williams World to see his rather nice new titanium purchase!

Back from the dead (blog)

I have finally got the pictures downloaded from our trip through Belgium to Wales and back, here is a little taster starting in Brussels. (Unfortunately MK didn't manage to get any pictures of the Tour of Flanders as her hands were full...)

Grand Place

In the park

The SAS hotel suite

Update of Wales to follow...

I am in a project management training course this week (all in Danish I may add) and this is leaving me little time or mental capacity for writing updates, but I will try.

I'm back

At last we are back home from our adventure and we are all a little tired. Thankfully the antibiotics seem to be doing the trick on my throat and we are getting over the the colds so we should be in tip-top form just in time to go back to work on Monday morning.
The ferry from Harwich to Esbjerg was good, we had a nice cabin and J slept well despite being on a couple of duvets on the floor between our beds. So now we are more or less settled back home and catching up with the last couple of weeks. I will post some pictures when I have a few moments.

Back on line

The last week has been a bit up and down, I caught MK's throat infection and it has been the worst of my life. (Typical man I hear you say in unison!) bleeding sore and tonsils the size of tennis balls. Anyway, the doctor told me to put up with it so I have been suffering in near silence for several days now and it is finally getting a bit better.
Wales is great as ever and even more so when the weather is as good as it has been: warm and sunny.

Did it

I completed the very very long 256km in about 11hours. Now my hands and bottom are rather sore mostly from the cobbles. We have ordered room service in the hotel in Brussels.

Le Grand Depart

I am mentally preparing myself for the big trip and the big bike ride, consequently I couldn't get to sleep last night and tonight it is 23:40 and I am just finishing my work for the day.

Off to bed now, there won't be many posts for the next couple of weeks, so have fun in my absence and take advantage of all that extra free time!

W

All out of excuses

I get the feeling that no-body is reading this at the moment, but I shall not be deterred!

I have managed to re-book the ferry to the UK so I am all out of excuses for the Tour of Flanders on Saturday. I'll be leaving the hotel just before 7 on Saturday morning for about 11 or 12 hours of bike riding , that will be about 3-4 hours of moderately comfortable riding followed by 6-8 hours of fairly serious discomfort (no doubt becoming pain at some point).

On the other hand I am really looking forward to taking a break and see some different scenery.

Happy Birthday George

As it says, Happy Birthday!

I have had some stupid ideas in my time, but the notion of riding the Tour of Flanders this year is turning out to be one of the most stupid. Firstly I didn't realise that it was Easter weekend when we are supposed to be on our way to England, secondly it is a very long way to Belgium (my geography let me down there or someone shoved Denmark across a bit) thirdly it is ridiculously long.

So as a result we are missing a couple of days of the big family holiday in Wales and spending them in the car as well as a fortune on Petrol and hotels. The next issue is that whilst I am not totally out of shape, I am in no way ready to ride the 270km (150 miles) of hills and cobbles, yesterday I rode 100km and I certainly didn't feel like riding another 170km.

To add insult to injury, it now seems that we have booked the ferry for the wrong day so maybe I won't even be able to start, let alone not be able to finish...