Yesterday Son, Daughter and I went to lunch at the Londoner, where we reminisced about this holiday.
In the summer of 2004 we went on a cycling holiday to Suffolk under the illusion that Suffolk was flat. I think it may be flat in a car, but it's most certainly not flat on bicycles. We had the best time.
We cycled between 20 and 30 miles a day, and Daughter (that little shrimp on the left) was only eight!





