Well, things are getting a bit hectic in terms of preparation for the bike ride (thirteen days and counting) ...
Chris and I have been braving the mean streets of Islington and have navigated our way up to Hertfordshire on a training run this Sunday. We escaped a slanging match with an irate taxi driver on Commercial Road and pedalled around three brawling mobile-phone sales men on Upper Street to make it up to the leafy suburbs - I am not too sure I can cope with the drama if all of my cycle journeys are going to be like that!
The house is looking a bit like a second-hand cycle warehouse at the moment, with piles of bike equipment, clothing and high energy drinks and potions in every room - all ready to be loaded into the car in due course.
Otherwise I am looking forward to my 2 week cycling holiday! I am already praying for good weather and no wind whatsoever, so please do not start doing any rain-dances for the next month or so ...
I am going to try and add a photo of Dad (Philip) and me - although my computer skills don't allow me to turn it the right way up?!. He is doing fantastic work supporting my bike ride at present - he is still refining the route, nagging potential sponsors and being a good cheerleader - I am thinking about hiring him out as a wing-man to anyone else who wants to do something similar and needs some logistical support (he was also a very good tent-mate up and down Mount Kilimanjaro) ... any takers, let me know!!
This will probably be it until John O'Groats - argh!