cycling and other stories
And then, in classic Tour de France style, a quiet day became a suddenly noisy and slightly panic-stricken day for a number of riders. Questions, in the blink of an eye, became answers.
One year, it’ll happen. You’ll be slumped on your settee with one eye on the Sunday papers, and one onContinue Reading
Bastille Day, at the Tour de France, means one thing; French cyclists on the attack. It’s the French national day,Continue Reading
I, like many other people, have a job. It involves a fair bit of time looking at a computer. Conveniently,Continue Reading
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