I think the real Tour de France starts this weekend, and today my race was kind of removed!
I have caught the leading riders with a sustained effort, the bunch nowhere to be seen, in taters spread over miles at least 12-15 miutes down. If I was dope tested I fear I would have failed as Ibuprofen, Amoxicillin and Metronidazole would be found in my system. This is due to an absess and probable root canal dentistry required, tooth ache…. less painfull than Alp-D’uez or Mount Ventoux.
The installation date on my contract has been extended from Aug to sometime yet to be agreed before the 26 Oct. This is probably due to building schedules slipping. Lets say some time Sept. Even though the preasure is off I still have one quarter of this mosaic left to do.
Ironic, as I went for a job interview more than a week ago, and told them I was too busy to do their job in the time frame they required. I have not heard from them, which comes as no surpise then.
I am actually very pleased, as I have knocked myself bandy with Newcastle and everything and can ride my bike with friends again for the first time in ages.
Vive La Tour.
I can almost hear those air horns ‘didley de didley de didley de’
