A strange and feverish night. I dreamed I went flying with the Duke of Edinburgh. Seemed a nice old chap, though I admit a dream is hardly a reliable character witness.
Sunny, cooler. Today I actually head properly east along the Loire. I am slightly concerned as I have numbness in my left hand, probably a trapped ulnar nerve. I can ride one-handed for a bit, but probably not to Munich.
Thanks for comment, Geoffrey, good to hear from people. I prefer to look on the loss of the jacket as a sign it's not going to rain any more.
A tout à l'heure.
Salut mon Capitaine!
ReplyDeleteSorry to hear that both your body and your wardrobe are now somewhat reduced.Will the French stop at nothing in their quest for sartorial supremacy?
I suppose now your solo trip is truly single handed.
Re Duke of Edinburgh dream...seek professional help or add more tonic water.
All the best Phil
Hi Chris,
ReplyDeleteI can't help feeling that the optomistic view on the loss of your jacket is nothing shy of a symptom of too much beer!
Cheers
Geoff