lancaster - where everybody matters
July 29th 2006 this trite and anodyne maxim was the greeting I received from a piece of plastic stuck up beside the road as I made my way into Lancaster, drawing to a close the first leg of this journey. In the past nine days on the road, i spent a total of 48 hours in the saddle, covering around 900 kilometres. Within hours of arriving in Lancaster, I was luxuriating in a hot bath back at Cousin Steve's, my a
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