We took the little one swimming and I suggested a fry in in the bike dealers I used to work in that has just reopened it's Café.
Well the breakfast (sorry no pictures) was nice, if a little on the pricy side - My daughter only wanted toast, but preceded to steal one of my sausages, a hash brown, a slice of bacon and half my fried bread and took a bight out of my black pudding, along with all her chunky toast - she'd 5, but eats like a horse when she wants to.
I took the little one for a look around the clothing while Jen ordered the food and thought it was going to get expensive when she found some bike gloves she wanted, but managed to talk her around as she's still too small to reach the pegs on either bike, so doesn't need bike gear just yet - maybe next year.
Things then took a turn for the expensive.
Jen mentioned she thought her "Honda" jacket was a bit snug and she'd had it for years... trying on a few options she found she like the colour (purply red) and fit on an Oxford Mondial Street jacket.
https://www.sportsbikeshop.co.uk/motorcycle_parts/content_prod/2278601I got home and started sorting the camping gear for Fat Rats's next weekend.
I need to condense back down to bike camping and we've been in the huge 6 berth XL inflatable tent this year, with my car and roof box and a trailer - light weight and pack size hasn't been so much of a concern.
Dug out my old Vango Spirit 200 - the seams have all degraded, some are pulling apart, the remaining seam tape has come off, the pole guides are looking iffy. Bugger - I Loved that tent, but haven't used it in years.
OK, dug out the Vango Turini 200 bike camping tent and crossed my fingers. (last used in maybe 2018??)
The outer tent itself was fine, but obviously got packed away slightly damp... mould all over the inner and ground sheets, but nothing on the outer.
Washed the inner and ground sheets in a trug of soapy water then dunked in another trug of Nikwax waterproofer.
Dried everything and reassembled, packed it down all ready for next weekend.
I also gave my Linstrands bike gear and her trousers a quick wash in the machine and dunk in the Nikwax, and hung up to dry.
I knew I needed to fuel my bike ready and the rest of the week would be busy so I waited until the air temp cooled a little and around 7pm headed off to the petrol station.
Unfortunately I got lost on the long & dangerous 500yrds journey to Morrisons and found myself 12 miles away in Porthcawl with an strawberry ice cream in my had.
I did eventually find my way to Morrisons, and £22 of the cheapest unleaded to be found went in the bike.
