Nearly there

Seven days to go
Distance travelled: 94.9 miles
Time in saddle: 7hrs 58 mins
Overall distance travelled: 4918 miles
I got up really early this morning so I could have a poo in peace. The camp site is great but I will never get used to the idea of someone sat right next to me doing the same....weird. My twin brother won't even go to the toilet when there is anyone in his house. It seems like everyone had the same idea the toilets were full. My older brother Kevin has a thing about the word sausages, ever since he was a child if you mention that word it makes him laugh, even now and he's fifty five. I'm the same with trumping....it just breaks me up.I don't now what the people sat next to me think, I'm giggling all the time.It must put them off. One person tried to cough to disguise the noise, but his timing wasn't quite right....my dad used to do the same, with the same result. I tried to distinguish who were the women and who were the men by the pitch of their wind breaking. Everyone is unique. I am sure that if I sorted out their position in the cubicles and get them in the right order I could get a decent tune....perhaps a song.....maybe something by Earth, Wind and Fire?
It started off really dull today and for a while I thought it might rain. It was lovely cycling weather. I know you won't appreciate this in England but I'm getting sick of the sun. However it came back with a vengeance this afternoon and I think I've burnt the top of my head. You don't appreciate what protection your hair gives you. Thanks for the advice Jim...read it a bit too late. I will be wearing my bandana tomorrow....Lancashire style of course.
I was speaking to the couple who were camped next to me this morning before I left. There are from Holland and slightly older than me, but both looked extremely fit. I talked about how beautiful France was and they said that they thought that England and Scotland were the most beautiful places that they have ever visited. I have to agree. It's funny how you don't appreciated how beautiful something is once you've been away for a while. I am determined to travel to more places in Britain. We've got it all on our doorstep, we just don't appreciate it. They also commented on how lovely the people in the UK were. It is always nice when you here you hear positive stories about home. I am probably biased but I do think it is the best country, with some of the best people in the world....but what would I know?
I found the ride quite easy today. There were plenty of rolling hills again but it's becoming less of a problem as I get nearer to home. I seem to have found my second wind....at last and I just pedal harder.
I am just past a town called Alencon, about one hundred miles from the coast. I was going to cycle for an hour more but I saw a hotel that was relatively cheap and decided to call it a day. I need to charge all my batteries up. I will be staying on camp grounds for the remainder of my time in France. Jo has kindly booked a ferry for me on Monday evening at 11.00pm and I will arrive in Portsmouth at 6.00am on the Tuesday. It will give me a chance to get my head down...or certainly legs up....it's a seat.
I am going to have a lazy day on Sunday, just soaking up the sun and cleaning gusher. I still need to get my flag pole sorted and a French flag, but I will do that on Monday in Le Havre.
I am trying not to lose focus. I still have three hundred and fifty miles to go before getting back to Warrington and things can still go wrong. If they don't I will be extremely surprised but we'll see. You'll be the first to know if it does.