I want to ride 'my' bicycle!

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There's the journey I make via bike two days a week. 12.9 miles round trip. The other three days I only go from point A-B-A or A-C-A; both of those are 8 miles. It has been great fun. I had been given a 30+ year old road bike that I was babying and was about to paint, but sadly, two weeks ago now, it got stolen from beside our house. I'm the dummy who didn't lock it up, I just didn't imagine anyone would take it, if you saw it you'd believe me. (In fact, I keep thinking that I'll find it in our front yard one morning with a note saying that they changed their mind).

Anyone, I am loved, so I currently have a loaner hybrid-ish bike, that is doing just fine, but doesn't quite have the indie/hipster, roll up your pant leg and show off your socks appeal. (speaking of which, that's why I love English football (or soccer) socks)

and now...for your viewing pleasure

Feeling Hungry?

Two-Hundred and fifty years ago, an English nobleman asked for beef served between slices of bread so that he could continue playing cards without stopping to eat. Thus the sandwitch sandwhich was born.


Sandwhich the town is a very pretty town on the Kentish coast and one of the Cinque Ports (Although it is now nearly two miles from the sea).


P.S. The picture to the right isn't photoshopped.