From Farthing Down through Surrey and Kent
When I woke up and looked outside at about 6am this morning I groaned quietly to myself. Heavy rain was falling and it was bitter cold. If I hadn’t been leading a ride I would have left the bike under the stairs, made a log fire up and settled down with a pot of hot coffee, breakfast, then a book by the fire. As it was, I finished the ride… Read More »From Farthing Down through Surrey and Kent