Day four on the big brother bicycle ride, and Hugh, (or Huw as my Welsh alter-ego is to be known from now on), has survived another 75 miles of road.
After bidding farewell to Fred, Liz and the 1940s, I found the A38 and stayed on it for most of today.
The change of scenery from Somerset up through Bristol and into the Malverns has been the most eyecatching so far. It's been one of those nearly rainy days where the clouds threaten but the sun shines through, giving everything a warm glow.
The phone has forgiven me for Wednesday and is now alive and kicking so I had a good 30 mile stretch of tunes, courtesy of iTunes random play. The standout pedalling sounds of the day came courtesy of Herbie Hancock, Shuggie Otis and David Bowie. Thanks guys, same time tomorrow?
It's going to be a short one tonight folks. I've left it late and want to get an early start so I make Ironbridge for the footie at 5.30. I'll be in Scotland when England play Croatia next week, so will have the dubious pleasure of witnessing our Celtic brothers cheering every goal we concede.
But we're not going to lose, so that's alright Jimmy!
H xx
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