Found negatives of lost Belgian moments
Our barn is home to a number of hoards. One is early nineties Specialized Crossroads bikes. Others, a lifetime of magazine addiction, a book inheritance and perhaps the most precious one to me, all my […]
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Lost photographs of an unforgettable person
Sometimes the journey into a hard drive takes me on an unexpected path and I end up in another country and time to the one planned. A good example of this would be my looking for […]
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Orbea
Orbea Bicycles Time presses on and I still haven’t eaten since this morning. A longer road than planned means the light is turning that lovely golden hue as it heads west and south away from […]
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Landscapes of a life restarted
Just over a year and a half ago my life changed for good in an instant. I haven’t spoken publicly yet of the accident on the local col that so nearly claimed me, but anyone […]
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A moving and shameful place
Context is everything. Without it these huts’ history could be assumed benign. In contrast this is a sad and moving space. One of a shameful history. Left as memorial but too easily overlooked, perhaps conveniently forgotten. […]
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A further challenge
The last year has been the challenge of this lifetime. I was involved in a cycling accident in July 2018 on a local col ten kilometres from home at the end of an all day […]
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Stepping back in time for the day
Picture this if you will. Le Mans 24hr weekend. Setting off in the direction of Le Mans at breakfast, pulling in at tea time, but on a train. There’s something wrong with that in the […]
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Hope
The British don’t tend to shout about things they’ve achieved. Not so much these days anyway. There’s a deep sense of a fall from grace about this little island and in some ways it’s justified. […]
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