Flagged Off

With this the day for the birthday boy's cycle ride to match miles with years, it was wonderful to be flagged off from Fisherrow harbour by JoppaStrand wielding a Saltire the size of Scotland on a pole about 12feet long.
It was such a lovely thing for him to do, especially so early, and it cheered us on our cycle run down the coast.

It was a nifty fifty to North Berwick and back for me, but his Lordship had a weighty eighty to do in order to prove that age has no hold on him.

He arrived home rather earlier than expected, but in time to share some of his cake with daughter# 1 who had popped in with a birthday card.

And so with that milestone birthday and its attendant challenge out of the way, we can breathe a sigh of relief and get on with the rest of our lives.