Van Gone.

Dear Blog.

Dear Blogees – if there are any.

I must apologise for the lack of recent blogettes; for the crescendo of silence that has greeted you if you have recently opened these pages, for the previous submission appearing on an apparent loop.

I’m away.

I decided to cycle from Bordeaux to Marseille.

Why?

You would not be the first to ask, if indeed you did.

The woman at the tourist office in Arles, when I asked her the best way from where I was (the tourist office aforementioned) put it thus.

“And you must get to Marseille by… bike?”

I nodded. 

My head was the only part of my body able to move at that moment.

She talked about the petro chemical works that lay someway ahead.

I ignored her and cycled out of town, down the canal to Le Pont Langlois.

For a second, it was 1888 again.