The story so far

Finally we've got to somewhere with some coverage so I can update the blog. Here's what's happened so far.

Friday

Darrin arrived at mine at 2.30. After some painful goodbyes to the family we cycled down to Poole Station where we met Gandhi. Darrin's parents and sister had also turned up to cheer us on and wave us goodbye. Hopped on the train to Waterloo. Met a really nice lad called Jim who was a mountain biker who insisted on giving us a fiver towards our charity. Got to Waterloo and then cycled through rush hour to Euston. Had a while to wait for the train so made our way to a rather posh bar in Regents Park. All clad in lycra, we felt it wise to sit outside in case we excited too many wealthy women. Back to Euston and on to the over nighter to Inverness where we met another posh lady who was rather amused by the fact that we were "bicycling" the Jogle. She was going up to the Highlands to shoot tigers or something like that.