Bikes, bacon butties and, er, an Enfield

The Urinal needed fuel this morning. I don't like to run her below 150km to a tank just to give me a bit of margin. So, as ever, it's an excuse to take the longer route to the office. That's a splendid, winding road across the flats of West Oxfordshire up to Faringdon. The garage... Continue Reading →

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