THE COTSWOLD CALORIE COUNTER
I’ve accepted that my mayoral year might include having to be sociable and downing the odd ale or two. Luckily I have the Cotswolds to help me burn off the extra poundage I could put on. With this in mind I decided to do a reccy and ride the Tour of Britain route before the professionals came thundering through.
With a peloton from Cotswold Tourism and local cycle clubs we headed off from the Motor Museum in Bourton, climbed the hill into Stow and had a rest at the Inn on the Marsh on the way into Moreton. The generous landlord fed us with his melt-in-the-mouth chocolate brownies and we continued on our way. At the bottom of Bourton-onthe-hill, a lovely lady rushed out of the Bourton House Garden and force fed me some oozy flapjack to help me with my oncoming ascent. We weaved our way towards Snowshill, along to Ford, down Stanway Hill where we stopped off at the café at Toddington Railway Station. After two cheese and pickle sandwiches and the leftover flapjack I was ready for Cleeve Hill. In Winchcombe I couldn’t resist a quick ice cream before starting my king of the mountain stage. It’s a long way up there, isn’t it? My word, that took some effort. We then free-wheeled down the other side of the hill, past the racecourse, along the Prom and over the finish line at Imperial Gardens. When I got home I jumped on the scales and I’d put 3 pounds on.