A typical Cotswold Autumnal scene - or so they tell me.

Sitting outside the Falkland Arms, at Great Tew.


Well if nothing else, I now know what is causing my strange blisters  . . . .Bullous Pemphigoid . . . ah well.


Sunday and the weather for late October was more than kind - so Andy and myself set off on a couple of

big singles and headed for the Cotswolds.  Bourton on the Water, then over to Great Tew, before heading

for the "Flag and Whistle" tea room at Toddington for dinner.  We came home via Tewkesbury and Worcester.

All in all, around 180 miles worth of single cylinder goodness.