Monthly Archives: June 2013


DSC00583DSC00584After all the hard work of getting rid of nearly everything it was a relief to be setting off on Monday the 17th June heading for Harwich and  a ferry to Denmark. Like all big moments it was a bit of an anticlimax, we were already thinking about the route ahead, the weather and how the bikes would handle.

We headed up National cycle route 4 to London and then picked our way through some small roads to join route 1. The ride up to London was fantastic along the Kennet and Avon canal. I think it is prettier than the route to Bath having the feel of cycling alongside a river rather than a canal. After the canal we followed the Thames and then through Richmond Park into London.


DSC00590Everything was green and on the 2nd day very very hot. We picked up another canal route to take us up through Lea Valley and out of London.DSC00592


The run in to Harwich showed that our waterproofs were up to the job enduring a couple of hours of torrential rain.DSC00595

The bikes were great once you got used to the increased load. Total distance 344km. The National Cycle routes are a brilliant way to explore the UK. We weren’t expecting much on this first leg but the scenery was fantastic and most of the route was off road.

Going early

Hello, how are you?

Hello, how are you?

Early retirement,

It is a weird feeling finishing work. I have been really lucky to be able to retire early. My kids have all left home and are scattered around the world. I have enjoyed working, my colleagues are my friends and Swindon is a good place to be a GP.

I enjoyed a couple of retirement parties.It was good to see all my old colleagues again but it did feel odd, this was my do and this was it!

Thinking back there is always something driving you forward, whether it is qualifying to be a GP, trying to be a good dad, the mortgage or work. It’s my time to explore something different

My dad’s old bench.

It has been a major task getting rid of stuff. We downsized 3 yrs ago but we still had way too much stuff, You realise this when you open the drawers or cupboards.

We managed to sell some of it, give some of it away and recycle a lot. It seems as if the house has exploded scattering its contents , bits landing as far away as Australia. What will I miss?  The stereo, my cds and vinyl, the bikes or my bed? No I don’t think so.

. As I was packing away the garage I had to take my dad’s old bench apart.  He built this about 60yrs ago and I grew up seeing him working on it.. He passed it on to me 30 years ago. It has been sitting at the bottom of my garage ever since. It has shared in my successful attempts to fix and make stuff as well as my failures. It is stained with oil and scarred with drill holes.

It now sits in my son’s garage.