Interlude

If a finer mode of transport than the bicycle has been invented I am yet to have discovered it!

If a finer mode of transport than the bicycle has been invented I am yet to have discovered it!

“Nous prendrons le temps de vivre,

 D’être libres, mon amour.

 Sans projets et sans habitudes,

 Nous pourrons rêver notre vie.”

Georges Moustaki

The last few weeks are always a scramble. Can the end of term really be so close? Yes it can – then suddenly it’s here! It does seem that every summer we are taken by surprise. The holiday we have been talking about for months is suddenly upon us, and as in previous years we are not yet prepared. It’s not that we don’t need the break – but just that life moves too fast for us to keep up.

Ready or not, it’s time to go. Our bicycles are loaded and for a few weeks we will bid adieu to turn the pedals and enjoy the delights of the quietest lanes we can find. So, until we return, hopefully renewed and ready for the next round of challenges, I would like to say thank you for reading and leave you with the famous words of Muhammed Ali and several dozen before him – “I will return!”