Celebrating

Celebrate

“Are you celebrating?” asked Sunny the waiter. “Yes, that it’s Friday night” we replied. Moments later, a Prosecco with flair :-)

[Yes, I know it’s a flare, but homophones.]

A lonely tree

A lonely tree

I love this tree, it’s by the car park at the clumps. I can never quite capture it, which is probably part of its charm.

Band of Hope

Band of Hope at the Boat House during Bunkfest

The awesome Band of Hope (renowned third best band in Wallingford, apparently) at the Boat House during Bunkfest.

Bike Lane Reprise

This is not a cycle lane

The stupidity of this bike lane has me so grumpy that I’m posting a picture of it again.

It’s below the minimum recommended width; and in the wrong place (per the Highways Agency Design Manual for Roads and Bridges, Volume 5, Section 2, Part 4, Advice Note TA 91/05).

It encourages drivers to think there is sufficient space to overtake (see Highway Code rule 163 “give motorcyclists, cyclists and horse riders at least as much room as you would when overtaking a car“).

It has a rainwater drain that occupies two-thirds of the width which all but guarantees that a cyclist will be forced to move right (which is likely to become an unpleasant reminder of Rule 213 “Motorcyclists and cyclists may suddenly need to avoid uneven road surfaces and obstacles such as drain covers or oily, wet or icy patches on the road. Give them plenty of room and pay particular attention to any sudden change of direction they may have to make.“)

Commute Route

Commute route

The first leg of my London commute home is by bike from nearly Shoreditch to Paddington. The route along High Holbourn crosses the junction with Kingsway and Southampton Row. It’s not the nicest ride.

Lost Bike Book

Adriatic

Martin & Co. gave me a book about a crazy guy who rode a bike through Europe from the cold north to the hot south. I’m pretty sure the bike was one of these — an East German manufactured folding bike, but without the usual strengthening wooden cross-bar addition seen here.

I can’t find the book right now, so a note to self to check my memory later.

Modra & Zelena špilja

Heading to the Blue Cave

Blue Cave

Green Cave

A tourist day with alternatura. The Blue Cave (Blue Grotto, or Modra špilja) on Biševo. Blue, because the sunlight bounces off the sandy sea floor and so passes through ~30m of water to get into the cave. Discovered by an Austrian painter or crawled in through a small gap in the cliff before returning the next year to blast a bigger opening. The green cave (Zelena špilja), which is green because blue was already taken.