Notes from a traveller 8 July

This day I find myself in Lancaster. It did not start there it began in Llangollen after a night at the 70th anniversary of their annual music festival. A capacity crowd was well entertained by Mr Brynn Terfel a much accomplished Welsh singer and ably supported by another Tenor and a lady lady Soprano. A jolly good musical smorgasbord. I had previously invested more time and money replacing my GPS which has done about 5 days work in its life and the wireless helmet that it needed that replaced the one "lost" by Holland Post last year. As well there was a recall repair to the bike plus a repair that I had to pay for. The electronic fuel measuring device in the tank that saw me out of fuel because it was misreading got replaced. So another nasty and costly day out. However the investment was well employed today. It was rather good to ride the Peak District. I have this trip ridden the wonderful southern moors, Dart, at Plymouth and the Exe, and now to have ridden the Peak District was great. This weekend I will manage the Lake District as well Inshallah. Life still agreeably astonishes me. I was bought a drink by a lady in the bar. "You are amazing". Isn't it sad that these pleasant interludes occur when we are so safely incapacitated by age and infirmity. What is actually amazing is how protective we all are. Air BnB is still housing me. Tonight I thought I had drawn a blank, no one home. Hence the interlude in the bar but it all came good and my very young hostess was most apologetic, wrong day, sorry. So it was all OK after all.