(Wednesday 2nd August 2023)
Well it didn’t really happen. The weather forecast was foul, and our wasp-bitten friend has a head the size of a house. It’s touch-and-go if he’ll continue the ride, and instead we all take the day off. So this is a No Riding post. But, we are freshly fed and laundered (many thanks J&G!),
We squeeze in a morning stroll around Goring-on-Thames, in the dry, then shelter in Chiltern Velo while rain and tea pour down. The bill is paid with cash as ‘something’ has bitten the local Wifi cables. An educational jolly round the National History Museum at Tring later, explains that a surviving colony of naturalised Glis glis, inadvertently released by Walter Rothschild, the indulged first son of Lord Rothchild in 1800s are the cable chewers. Back in the van and a short drive to crisp sheets at the Greyhound Inn at Aldbury.
