25.09.2002
Newcastle rest day
the brotherhood of touring cyclists
That's today. What can I say. I'm in my third internet access point. Tried the library this morning, but very restrictive access policy exists there and no chance of scanning. Stood for 10 minutes at a free ATM-style machine in a funky clothes shop before RSI started to manifest. So this little shop has kindly digitally photographed my analog prints and uploaded them to a PC, from where I've shrunk them and thrown together what you see before you.
I need lunch.