Really satisfying day on two counts. Firstly have now caught up with the original plan - Taunton Monday night!
Secondly I visited old childhood haunts around Peasdown St. John and Carlingcott, just outside of Bath. I had lunch with no.4 Splott Villas (our old house), lunch with former no.3 (Rick and Janet) and a chat with Eric "I'm an Octogenerian" at no. 2. I hadn't seen these places or most of the people for 26 years since we left for Cornwall. Of course everything was smaller than the memories, but things were in the right place and it was suprising to see many of them still there...
People keep getting mixed up between me and Dad, and Jess I do think "you could be brothers" is a little harsh. The beard has got to go!
I paid the price of my route through Bath and Radstock and on to Wells, far more hills than I remember.
My destination of Taunton wasn't entirely intentional - I was going to find accommodation once I got past Street/Glastonbury, but there wasn't any until I hit Taunton, 22 miles later, in the dark!
So a useful 139km over 12 hours including stops means I can start to relax, well, just a little. Mum's for Wednesday night, Lands End Friday lunchtime is the plan.
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