Christmas spirits and total hydration
Christmas, here in the UK, is a time of tradition and ritual. We reconnect with friends and family. We reflect on the lives of those less fortunate than us. We reaffirm our relationship with alcohol.
cycling and other stories
Christmas, here in the UK, is a time of tradition and ritual. We reconnect with friends and family. We reflect on the lives of those less fortunate than us. We reaffirm our relationship with alcohol.
Gun violence, in my little corner of Lancashire, is rife. As far as I can tell it’s largely gang-related. TheContinue Reading
I rolled down the hill and home, and sat at the kitchen table seeing stars. The hollow stare of a (hungry) Vietnam vet. I inhaled a cheese sandwich without chewing. Slurped a cup of tea without pause. Slowly, the creeping kilojoules soaked into my system and I returned to something resembling life.
I have been accused, by those closest to me, of being a fair-weather cyclist. This is harsh. I’ve ridden myContinue Reading



