Well after staying up all night packing and stuffing too much into too few bags we were waved off a bit later than expected from Bristol bike path by breakfasting friends. Overnight a fantastic sign had sprung up to show us the distance and direction to India. One arrow pointing west to Bristol (2miles) The other pointing east to India (four thousand miles) Of those four thousand miles we are pleased to inform you we did about twenty and reached Bradford on Avon but only after a dangerous cream tea experience at the Forde Tea Gardens where Jet nearly fell asleep in the jam. It then pissed down and we decided to stay the night with Jen’s parents and eat spinach flan. I’m sure Sir Ranulph Fiennes would be proud.