"The cafe was said to be historic and basically looked like a cross between a small classroom and a shipping container. As is the custom in a tipping culture, the staff were really friendly and keen to serve. I ordered chicken biscuits and gravy. It was huge, gluggy and yummy. My plate was stacked at least five centimetres high, the gravy was horrifically thick and flanked with sliced orange. We had a side salad of black coffee. Normally this kind of food would have killed us on the spot, but having just cycled about 550 km, our arteries were in good nick".
More partial chapters of our wee bike ride are to follow.
You can read these the full chapters by signing up to become a patron or by very very special request.
Become a Patron by following this link.
Sometime in the near future the complete adventure will be released as an eBook. Patrons will get a free copy of this.
Cheers Kel
You can read these the full chapters by signing up to become a patron or by very very special request.
Become a Patron by following this link.
Sometime in the near future the complete adventure will be released as an eBook. Patrons will get a free copy of this.
Cheers Kel