Saturday, 25 February 2017

Dobbin retires at 49,286 miles.

Dobbin at Mercian Cycles, Derby in Sept 2015
My faithful bicycle, handbuilt for me by Mercian in 1995, has now been retired at 49,286 recorded miles.

49,286 recorded miles travelled.

Those miles have taken it and me into France, Spain, Andorra, Italy, Belgium, Luxembourg and Germany.



It has traversed the Pyrenees three times and crossed France from top to bottom and from bottom to top. It has spent years commuting daily between Dover and Folkestone in ice, snow, fog, gale and tempest; at all times of night and day.


But more than that, Dobbin is famous in its own right. It has been my faithful companion on many of the rides which have featured in my stories and it has appeared on the cover of three of my books:







The broken baguette for The Trouble with France.









The falling oranges for The Trouble with Spain.










And famous Author cycling in his pyjamas for Hunting the Golden Lion.

Saturday, 18 February 2017

Steam rolling in Tenterden.

It is good to see that Tenterden take seriously the maintenance of their 
streets and employ the latest equipment. 
At least it is not diesel powered.

Saturday, 11 February 2017

Immigration Service cyclists find a bike in two halves.

Seen in the pub car park where we had lunch – a child's ancient bicycle. On the right is the rear wheel and the saddle and on the left is the front wheel and handlebars. The peg under the saddle slots into the socket on the front fork. The bicycle is propelled by the pedals on the front wheel.

Looked in the pub, couldn't find the owner.

Friday, 20 January 2017

On the m.v. Cap Finistère in January

Were you on the m.v. Cap Finistère in January?



Did you see me sketching you?




















If you did, see me sketching you...






















....why the devil didn't you sit still?


It's not easy drawing people when they keep moving about.

Tuesday, 17 January 2017

The English and Greeks do it on Brittany Ferries.

But not the French and Spanish?

The Brittany Ferries vessel m.v. Cap Finistere which plies between France, Spain and England took us to Bilbao and brought us back from Santander. On board ship all the announcements and all the notices are in the three languages of the passengers: French, Spanish and English.

Except for this one in the toilet.

Is it only the Greeks and English who block the toilets or is it that the French and Spanish don't ever use the toilets?