A couple of days before I started this trip, I had coffee with William McCartney, and he very kindly gave me valuable advice and a gift. We talked at length about what kind of bike would be best for getting you across Europe. This included, and he could not stress this enough, bloody good tyres, best you can get. The other thing he did as he went for a refill was to drop this in front of me, saying Here's something to read.
Some of us made sourdough during lockdown; William McCartney wrote a crime thriller. If you enjoyed his sardonic travelogues in this newsletter last year, boy do I have a book for you.
I’d wolfed it down before we were even over Australia’s red bit, and I have not laughed so much or so often in a long time.
