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Here we all are after tea. It was an easy 40 miler in glorious sunshine. Everyone was in great spirits and the chatter made the miles easier. Next week is the century ride, I hope my knees are up to it

Mr PB is home after his weekend in Bradford, no purchases made so that is a result.

This afternoon Doris, one of the two remaining original hens, looked really poorly. Mr PB put her in the nest box next to Betty. These two have been together since we got them, always following each other. An hour or so later when Mr PB tucked them in, Doris had died. Quite aloof and a real character, we will miss you Doris