The day we have all been waiting for!

Jack is enjoying his new found celebrity status and is so excited that he has appeared on the Newcastle united unofficial fan site. My son Dan (thanks Dan)came to the rescue and because of the bike ban on trains to London from Brighton,dropped us right outside Kings Cross, meaning Jack did not have to cycle across London. Jack turned up with a bag barely big enough for a weekend away (typical Geordie style), let alone a fortnight and by the end of the ride will end up looking like Forest Gump. One of the symptoms of Huntingtons is the need for a routine and because we started at 6.30am this would upset his normal cycle of daily life that one does when waking up etc.Good old Jack got round this by getting up at 6.00am all the week before, much to his wife's frustration! Genius.. After 14hrs of travelling, Jack arrived in Inverness, tired and exhausted and as we cycled the 2 miles in the rain to the Travelodge at 6mph, the enormity of the task dawned on me. But, we are up bright and early on Sunday morning. Jack has had a good kip, a copy of the Sunday paper and is raring to go. Off to pick up the back up van and then up to John O'Groats.