De Panne.

In France for a cycling weekend. We arrived Friday lunchtime and immediately headed up to the Belgian coast. A welcome beer and cheese provided energy for the ride back.
At De Panne Phil crashed into a wayward pedestrian. He rolled around in the road and as soon as we realised he wasn’t too badly injured we told him to stop acting like a footballer.

Then a few got lost on the way back but we all lived to fight a longer ride on Saturday.