Redrow (housing breaking out of a rectangle trading range at 220p on very high positive volume.

Resistance at 250p as shown on chart and then a move up to 300p on the cards?.

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Chart showing resistance points....

i'll certainly be taking video, and my pal john, who is the official court photographer will do stills

Toya.... you mean a bit like David Cameron cheating...LOL.

Hi GF, BB, et al: I have the much-heralded pic of Guess-Who-Himself but now cannot upload it! The only way is to click below:

Guess Who!

Certainly the cycle gear is very smart, but as yet I have no evidence of any cycling having taken place. Wining and dining, yes...

Bulletin from Cynic's Cycle Tour - he's not letting on what happened on Day 1!

"Day 2
Tournus to Julienas by our convoluted route was near enough 50 miles. More than enough for old farts as the 14 miles after lunch was predominantly uphill.

After that excessive effort have booked a plot in the rather picturesque Julienas cemetery."

Click here for a view of said cemetery

"I thought the sign just outside it was somewhat curious, for fairly obvious reasons."

Click here to see the reason why...

LOL.

cynic staying in youth hostels!!!!!!!!!

whats the world coming too.

I can't answer for him GF. Don't forget, he was only posing for a pic - one mustn't jump to conclusions... the wife might be checking up on where he's spending all those (ill-gotten) gains. He's probably told her he's going on a cheap holiday!

Bu**er, thats done it now!! He's always said he was "an old fart" and took him at his word..... turns out he's better looking than me!! shant believe a word he's says again. lol

Cynic's Cycle Tour - Day 3 [from The-Man-Himself]
"Another glorious sunny day beckoned us all to enjoy the delights of the Beaujolais countryside. And so we did, though there is inevitable regular hill-work to be undertaken. We pretty much use just the most minor of roads, so traffic is significantly less than minimal.
As we left Julienas we could see groups of happy peasants[!!] bending their backs to the beneficial toil of harvesting the grapes. After a brief 'lost in the wilderness' we soon came to Chenas followed by Moulin a Vent - see pic - and Morgon, Brouilly etc. In due course, we reached our most southerly point in Beaujolais and turned south-east to Belleville. In the founding fathers' eyes only I fear!
Being Monday, all the decent shops were shut so we had to make do with the hypermarket for picnic lunch provisions. UK supermarkets have so much to learn about quality produce!
Having taken goodies on board, it was across the Saone and a quick stop in a nearby village for a well-earned beer. Another 40 minutes' cycling and lunchtime beckoned. Both the food and the bottle of Chenas slipped down a treat!
While eating, we noticed the wind picking up. And by golly it had, so that the last 10 miles were truly murderous as we cycled into a 20mph side/head-wind.
Though the whole day was only just under 40 miles, we were all totally whacked by the end.
Dinner was typically French - for me a huge platter of local and fresh frogs' legs - and an early night was the popular choice - I am afraid the delectable young waitress had been spoken for already; can't win 'em all if ever!"

[My comment: Cynic, don't kid yourself - sounds like that waitress took one look at you and saw you were too whacked for her!]

Moulin a Vent, near Chenas

[Sorry chaps: Cynic did not supply a pic of the waitress]

Cynic's Cycle Tour - Day 4 [from The-Man-Himself]
"Last night I stupidly forgot to identify the destination - Villars en Dombes.
It's only a small town without a great deal to commend it, though the 10th-century church was a most interesting and curious jumble of original stuff and additions.

Ribotel, where we stayed, was pretty much all that was on offer. The hotel bit was pretty horrid - tatty Crossroads Motel or worse - but the attached restaurant was leagues higher with a well-deserved local reputation. The staff were also talented as mentioned previously!

Yesterday's wind had not much abated, but today it was pretty much at our backs. What a treat!

We bowled along at a fair lick with man-made lakes to left and right. Most are very shallow. Hence the plenitude of frogs to be found on local menus. Historically it's quite an interesting area, so if you want to know a bit more, just google Les Dombes.

An hour so later found us in the pretty little town of Vonnas. Clearly the local power lies with the family of Georges Blanc. The family owns a number of smart shops, predominantly selling wine and deli stuff as well as a very smart hotel and restaurant. The local bar was perfectly adequate for our own needs!
Having stocked up with picnic goodies, we got under way once more.
By about 12:30, our stomachs decided they needed some sustenance and a suitable wooded spot was soon found. Good bread, assorted terrines from the traiteur, tomatoes, smelly cheese [Langres], fruit and a bottle of St Amour made for a more than satisfactory repast.

As planned, there was only about 12 miles to our destination. But a little less may have been wiser as the terrain was now 'rolling' - aka up hill and down dale - though not viciously so.

Anyway, on reaching St Trivier we got directions to our little gite and resting place for the night. It's an old farm house in totally peaceful surroundings and should fit the bill perfectly.

Good job we arrived quite early as about 40 minutes after arrival a heavy shower + thunder and lightning ensued. Indeed a good hour or so later the thunder still rumbles on, quite probably in the Saone valley whither we are headed tomorrow. Let's hope it clears overnight or our final run back to Chalons on the morrow will be less than fun."

[NB: no pix this time - his attention has probably been diverted... But I'll see if we can get (a decent) one to add to the album]

Thanks Toya for the update, quite look forward to it...... can't think why, must be missing his cynical replies. lol

Came across weather chart for Chalons, tell him to make the most of today as wet for next two. BB

Hi BB - he probably knows that but I'll pass on your message.

You're right: it is rather quiet about these parts without him stirring things up!

Here's a pic of where they stayed last night - I've 'censored' the legs in case any of you get overexcited again!

The gite at St Trivier

The link has no pic in it toya??

Apologies - I've fixed it. Must be because I'd added it to the album map after I'd put in the link here...

Thanks.

doesn't cynic look so young for a 63 year old!!

I'm making no comment Halifax...

Here's a few words from Cynic on today, received at 16:53 [apologies: I've had other things to attend to!], with full report yet to be written:

Cynic's Cycle Tour - Day 5 [from The-Man-Himself]
"This last leg was a pretty simple 40 miles, primarily cutting across to the Saone and then following it back to Chalons to complete the circuit.
Have been back an hour or so and now enjoying une petite pression in the old town.
More to follow and to bore the socks off you all later this evening."

[NB: you may have to wait till the morning guys and gals, as I may not be around to post it - Toya]

Dirty stop out..... hope he was worth it????

Lol - what a giveaway... a cultured evening out...

Cynic's Cycle Tour - Day 5 [from The-Man-Himself] - The Full Report
"Talking of legs, it does worry me greatly that Toya felt it prudent to censor my legs from this morning's pic lest you all got overexcited. Fine examples of shapely manliness they may be, but challenge Betty Grable they assuredly do not!

Last night's lodgings were a delight with an entertaining French couple to boot - or whatever else you might feel such foreigners merit.

Overnight, the thunderstorms worked themselves out so at least the day dawned dry even if cloudy and a bit chilly. Nevertheless, perfectly pleasant for cycling.

Interesting towns and sites are in short supply in this region, but it is still an idyllic countryside through which to pedal one's way.

To avoid main roads entailed some 'interesting' by-ways, portions of which had become somewhat claggy and slippery. As a result, my rear wheel became utterly clogged on a couple of occasions - very dull!

Lunch beckoned after 30 miles so we treated ourselves to a reasonable hostelry on the banks of the Saone. The meal was better than average and definitely enhanced by a couple of bottles of wine.

The last 12 miles were taken at a leisurely pace, in good part enforced by the very variable source of the towpath that we followed in the main.

For publicity, I made a vain effort to slide into the river with my trusty velo, but merely succeeded in acquiring a few minor abrasions.

So ends this year's tour with next year's already in embryo stage.

A few pix from Chalons are attached but without explanation for now - more than enough writing!

One for the album - definitely!

Elephants in Chalons

A view of Chalons

Tomorrow [Thursday] we hurtle back de bonne heure in time for a good lunch in Calais prior to taking the train back to UK.

Normal abuse will resume as soon as possible!"