Finally the cycling eskimo kitten returns home from the village on a hill

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In actual fact you are viewing all these photos backwards. I did not realise that they would not all fit on one blog entry! Too much input for it's fragile computer mind. So scroll at your leisure and enjoy my journey.

I gave a delightfully entertaining english lesson in the village at the top of the hill. Then I cycled home. In truth Jamie gave me a lift there. I did intend to cycle but due to mincing around with the cats, blogging, praying, reading, coffeeing morninging, I would have been late. The cycle home was rather exhilerating, as you can see.

However what you don't see, is the battle against the mistral wind to cycle in one unswerving direction. 0 degree with freezing winds and still I stop to take pictures. I did take some of these while cycling. My camera strap tightly wound around my wrist and my double gloved hand squeasing randomly at the go button while trying not to fall, swerve and hoping I didn't suddenly need both brakes. A feat indeed. Well executed though don't ya think. Can you tell which ones were on the move ? (apart from the obvious one). While cycling throught the last village before my home village, my batteries failed me! Typical! Never before has it happened. My precious rechargables are at their recharging limit. I will forgive them. They work hard. I think I average about a hundred photo's a day.

So the images you don't see are the crashed ditched car. The big house with the big tree and the big mountainous view of blue.The big knickers in pink and blue on a washing line in a background of shrubbery, mountains and blue sky the same colour as the knickers. Maybe I'll catch those another time.