Now if you were on foot instead of tires, it is at this point, stood standing in the doorway of The Wykeham Arms, that if you desired a less arduous trek one could point their person to the left & back towards the Kingsgate & then bearing in a righterly direction, proceed down College Street…
Ryde: A town on the Isle of Wight
It was no good. I needed a day-off & I needed one fast. So, I picked up my gear, legged it (well, casually sauntered) to the train station & off I popped for a jolly to the coast. And after 3 trains & 1 hovercraft excursion, I ended up in Ryde on the Isle of…
Winchester: The Former capital of England (part 1)
When it comes to history, I must admit that this fine & pleasant land has shed-loads of it. And there is one place that has more than it’s fair share – Winchester. Essential Historical Trivia Located in the heart of Hampshire, it is suggested that the city known as Winchester, first started out as a…
The Dawdlers Aide-memoire
For those born into this ‘modern-age’ the concept of dawdling can seem a little daunting, if not bewildering. The ability to saunter along at a leisurely tempo whilst appreciating the architecture & landscape, is for many at odds to the angst-ridden, ‘snooze & you lose’ attitude that is culturally rife in society. Therefore, I have…
Southwark: A place in London
London; the capital city of the Great Britain. As a frequent visitor to this part of the country, I thought I would describe an area about which I have dawdled many-a-time; Southwark (pronounced by those familiar with those parts as Suvuck). Located on the South Bank of the River Thames, it was first mentioned as…
The Brompton – the Marmite of bicycles
“Ya look a right f**king nob on that” exclaimed my Northern, champion pie-eating, ex-army buddy. It is not often that I start my articles with an expletive, but the reason for his foul-mouthed outburst was that he had just witnessed me riding my Brompton for the first time. But as #offended as I was to…
Crispy lamb cutlets on the banks of the River Thames
It is fair to say that the weather in the South of England at the moment can be summed up with 2 words – bloody awful. So after 2 weeks of almost constant persisting down, I spotted a brief interlude in the rain & decided to raid the fridge & then head down to one…
Breakfast on the shores of Coniston Water
After a fitful, warm night in the tent, I awoke to the delightful tones of my pal telling his dog to ‘shurrup’ (the fact that he was making all the noise was besides the point). As I poked my head out of the tent, he told me & Harry to get our kit together as…
Ringstead Bay: A beach near Weymouth
With blue (ish) skies & a temperature of 20 degrees C, I thought we’d have one last jolly to a beach before we have to come home from our jolly to Dorset. As I couldn’t be bothered driving too far & after consulting my trusty OS map, I spotted a little bay situated between Weymouth…