tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8080816235590144089.post6924038481465885152..comments2024-03-19T12:41:33.475+01:00Comments on My Life in Flip Flops: Tour coloursJennyffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08133651986287619972noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8080816235590144089.post-9941737517922249762016-02-10T01:06:10.430+01:002016-02-10T01:06:10.430+01:00Day 3 of the Tour starts here in the Boro. Not th...Day 3 of the Tour starts here in the Boro. Not that I'm gloating.....love those cupcakeshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00251676130165434278noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8080816235590144089.post-85538685938031609022016-02-09T21:31:51.061+01:002016-02-09T21:31:51.061+01:00Sorry to hear that the cyclists won't be passi...Sorry to hear that the cyclists won't be passing close by, how inconsiderate of them. The Tour of Britain passed by us last year and they whooshed past in a matter of seconds! I was glad that I hadn't travelled far to see them!josiekittenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15785710144572421726noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8080816235590144089.post-54007681775226830752016-02-09T20:20:46.003+01:002016-02-09T20:20:46.003+01:00The Tour came past the end of our lane and through...The Tour came past the end of our lane and through our little town. It brought a huge number of tourists to the area, particularly to the Buttertubs, which was one of the hardest sections.The Weaver of Grasshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13947971556343746883noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8080816235590144089.post-27980438632560941912016-02-09T14:37:23.277+01:002016-02-09T14:37:23.277+01:00It's hard not to get caught up in the exciteme...It's hard not to get caught up in the excitement of the tours. On year we were taking a nostalgic trip down Memory Lane, through parts of France, Belgium and the Netherlands. We seemed to meet parts of the Tour de France at every turn as hotels even far from the course were full to overflowing. One night, to the delight of our then-sixteen-year-old daughter we stayed in the same hotel as the team with the yellow jersey. It was one of those unplanned-for treats that made the day.Pondsidehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02407539138546412482noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8080816235590144089.post-76689602970659666512016-02-09T13:01:27.941+01:002016-02-09T13:01:27.941+01:00I wish I had that view from my window!! What a bea...I wish I had that view from my window!! What a beautiful country you live in...lucky you. Talk about reading books and biographies..have you ever read "Ma, he sold me for a few cigarettes' by Martha Long. What a read it is. You should try it. Hope you put up more pics of beautiful Italy.<br />Cheers, Anita.Anitahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12136895163590757519noreply@blogger.com