Big Al

He saw me sat in the window of Lanterne Rouge. So, he delayed his run up to Redstone Rigg and stopped off for a natter. Must have been ten years since our paths last crossed. I'd been up the Rigg earlier so we swapped stories and talked pish, just like the old days. Then the twins turned up to tell us how many Pokemon they'd found in the churchyard which befuddled Al and so he headed off but not before I'd given his bike a full appraisal.

Later there was a dog walk and much cut grass induced sneezing.

And what about Froomey up Ventoux on Bastille Day? At least common sense prevailed in the end. Unlike the decision to appoint BoJo as Foreign Secretary.