Day 2: Douglas to Boreland. Approx 40 miles.

Up bright and early after a fucking great night featuring surprise appearances from the Bitch and Stoofa! Chilli and champange washed down with profiteroles and cream. Good healthy start!

First stop Abington services (mildly depressing) for coffee and scran. The roadkill begins...even some recognisable kidneys still attached to each other, yeuch. Headed to Moffat on a pretty good road beside the motorway so got some lunch in "The Rublin' Tum". Good name or what. A nice lady in the cafe gave me some alternative directions to the B&B which saved some miles. Unfortunately she is obviously NOT a cyclist cause it was pretty much horrifically uphill the whole way. Had to get off and push a few times! Anyway got there in the end to the Netherboreland "Chariots of Fire Centre". Another wonderfully titled establishment. Really funny place. Total middle of nowhere. I was the only person in the place so dinner consisted of me sitting in silence in the middle of an African themed dining room being served a disgusting amount of soup, macaroni with bacon and peas, salad, chips and coffee periodically by a large friendly woman who would appear exactly on time. Early to bed partly from being unbelieveably stuffed and partly due to not being fit enough for what I'm doing.