Yorkshire Airlines.

I arrived at Manchester airport after a 15 hour flight from Singapore. The sun was out and everyone sounded like Duclos. The bike turned up unscathed but the spanner they confiscated in Singapore was not in evidence. I was told to go to the information desk by someone else who talked like Duclos. It may have been Geoff Boycott. I always thought Manchester was in Lancashire as I've been to see them play cricket at Old Trafford. I now believe it is really in Yorkshire as when I tried to get a baggage trolley for all my stuff it wanted a pound coin to release it from it's mates. However, seeing my frustration, an employee of Yorkshire Airlines showed me how to release one for free using a used Magnum ice lolly stick. At this point I knew I had landed in Yorkshire, incredibly helpful and thrifty......

On Tour

Hey everyone, I am going to use this blog as means of keeping you updated on my German adventure. As I mentioned in the last post I have been drafted in to a Tour team but I just read in the paper that it had finished so there seems to have been a mix up with the dates. I managed to get out of Christchurch just an hour late so I'm back on schedule. The hardest bit so far was choosing between a Shiraz or a Bordeaux with the cheese course on the aircraft. Ludo would have been proud of me sitting in Business class but listening to 'Spanish Bombs' by The Clash. Only a 15 hour flight to get to Manchester, it's via Munich so we must have something to drop there.