With the ever expanding popularity of cycling over the last few years, LEJOG, Land's End to John o'Groats for those experiencing a puzzled frown, has become an ever increasing challenge for budding cyclists. After a trekking expedition to the Himalaya with a school group, shortly before I retired, I decided to use LEJOG as a means of raising money for CAN (Community Action Nepal) after I retired. However, I had no desire to gaze at endless miles of tarmac each day, surrounded by earth shattering juggernauts and impatient motorists, exposing my lungs to saturation with noxious fumes. So I decided to attempt the whole challenge on Sustrans routes, shown by those little blue signs with a bike on which seem to be popping up everywhere and are also now being developed at an encouragingly healthy rate. Avoiding busy roads and using only country lanes, canal tow paths and disused railway tracks I planned the adventure to last three weeks carrying everything I needed to be self-sufficient apart from the luxury of a bar meal in the evening and a flat pitch on a designated campsite with hot showers. My journey through the British countryside turned out to be more of an adventure than anticipated, from confrontations with a herd of 'Escape to Freedom' cows to attacks by the most savage of all animals - the Scottish midge. Meeting many different characters throughout my journey generated many humorous episodes. When cycling long stretches it was easy for my mind to deviate from the task in hand to recall past memories of the places I'd just cycled through, recollecting incidents that made me laugh out loud even twenty or more years after they occurred. There were days and occasions when I hit rock bottom and felt like giving in but I found that, thankfully, the vast majority of people I asked and who offered assistance were only too keen to help and encourage me on my way. Unfortunately there were still a few, no matter how exhausted I looked, who seemed to relish in making me feel even more dejected - which fortunately for me made me even more determined. LEJOG is well within the capabilities of most people who are reasonably fit and inspired and the adventure experienced entirely on British soil is well worth the effort if you have a spare three weeks. I hope that I can inspire you with this book.

World's Best Hobby is an unusual title for a memoir, which is exactly what this book is. It's my life in the fascinating hobby of Amateur Radio. Much of my professional life is spent producing documentary and reality programs for television (including more than a few about Ham Radio) where I learned that the purpose of a title is to attract an audience and if it was also true, all the better. The challenge with documentary films is to make them entertaining first and foremost, and informational if possible. I've tried very hard to make this book entertaining, and from feedback I've gotten (from Hams and wannabee Hams who found it posted online as I was writing it) I've succeeded, at least to some extent. I tried to make the book fun because Ham Radio is fun. And Ham Radio has more facets than a cheap diamond, as you'll discover as you dig into World's Best Hobby. Enjoy PS. Let me know what you think of World's Best Hobby - especially if you like it. 73, Dave Bell, W6AQ