Todays ride was off to have a look at the famous carpet town of Bayeaux.
Pongo’s tours had the riding gadget set to record and as soon as Buster Gonad had got back with his unfeasibly large baguette and fresh croissants from the artisan boulanger we were ready to cock our legs over the saddle for day 3 in sunny Normandy.
We stopped off on the way at the coiffure for a morning coffee and continued off down the lovely rural backroads arriving at Bayeux for lunch.
The Impressive Cathedral, where Norman the Conk started his big -nose crusade from, was where we parked the pushrods. He was a famous fella round these parts for the Frexit rebellions of 1066 when he came over to the UK to rape, pillage and take our jobs but it turned out not to be as good as he thought after he got into an altercation with a bloke called Harold who he stabbed in the eye and then thought, “bugger this for a game of soldiers”, and returned home to open a carpet shop.
To be honest, the honour of being the first carpet in the world to be invented was a petite disappointment, it was a lot smaller than as it’s made out to be in the brochures so I’d go as far as to say that it’s more like an ‘off-cut’.
After more poignant remembrance of the fallen at Bazenville with the war graves, sadly some without names or identities, it was time to head home.
With heads down and pedalling hard we were blowing out of our arses up the penultimate hill on the last leg when a rather large lady in her 80’s rang her 🛎️ and with a cheerful “Merci “ and a rather large smile blew us all off and shot off into the distance with the power of the 🪫 on her bicyclette…
…Oh, how we laughed!!
Just enjoy the old French track about bicycles and move on ….
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