Wednesday, it must be .........the 2nd of October

Where from to get here. I am sorry about the pictures. Technology moves oin and left me behind. I used to load pictures from the camera to the computer now I have to load to Sky or Cloud or some other place that I can not recover from to put ionto the blog and it is very distressing. I ised to hate Microsoft because they were actually immoral. then I got to hate Apple because they will not let you communicate with other applications then I got Samsung and that is so hopeless that it does not even talk to itself ! So I will just keep trying. I had a lot of fun in England. Stayed at Wellesbourne. A bit of a dump but handy. So I got to visit Stratford on Avon, and some Pubs. And I went to the Malden Fair ( and some Pubs) and had a good time. Then I took off down the kotorway to London on Sunnday and had a night in Southwark. It is stunning, across the river from the cxity and old St Pauls. Breakfast in the Borough market, and lunch, Oysters and stout, good thing the only thing I had to do was ride the bike down to the Train ! So I got the Chunnell and met a bloke and his wife. Fred was a good bloke, and we had a beer on the French Coast where he was staying, and I went to my new found favourite about 20 k inland. Usual good fare, and a happy night. The next day was bloody cold. Off to Hasselt to pick up the last of my bits and then to a town in Holland where a chap and his wife that I met in TRurkey a long while ago, now live. Patrick and Heleen and thewir new son live in a Tilberg. These guys were great while we were trying to outlast the Iran immigration, while we sat freezing our bums off in Turkey. Erzrum in fact. Patrick took us ( Christopher a scots biker) and myself to the local hot pools. I had to confess to him last night that the sukphur cured what I call bikers bum in a day. The sensitive can delete that last reference but it truly works. Sit on a bike for a month and the heat and the fumes really cause some skin distress. Now the really quasey should nit read further but the Docytor in England told me I had ( dont read any further).... "Jockeys nuts" something to do with heat and compression that causes small blood blisters..........those with a guilty conscience wonder about social diseases.....but NO it all has a simple explanation, horses or bikes.... So where was I oh yes in Belgium and the bike was not going so well. So I found a garage. The place that put on the tyres seems to have dropped the wheel and bent the disk brake. So new brakes disks and pads, and a new nelmet. My one was now so loose and scratched that I though it needed to be replaced after being dragged across Russia and the people here could fit the hearing devices......first place I found.......and that led to a GPS because mine has Australia on it and that means the poor simple minded people in the US that designed these "international" devices believe that motor bikers only ride in one place........yeah right ! So if you have the US why would you want Europe, well the simple answer is because you go there. Oh they did not think of that ! So that comprimises the system memory and either you have a map and no music ( which they are designed for) or no music and directions. How did the US ever win anything other than baseball ? Well in fact they didn't. So here I am in a quaint little village in southern Holland. Tomorrow the world.