And with some time on my hands and having made a decent start on the spring cleaning operation (albeit a couple of months later than scheduled), I got onto the bike and decided west was best; off I did go by bike bath and cancal tow path and some open road aand eventually ended up getting Tom some £10 football boots, a flat white, a Vans hoodie (also for Tom), some suntan (my face mainly) and another 80km sat in the saddle. Oh and a blip or two. Even a Cigs. Were it not for the anomaly that is the 1000th one, I think we'd have a new furthest west one. But that's for elsewhere.