I do love The Tour de France, and I try and watch as much as possible. The thing is I get a little bored when there is not too much happening. So I read. An exert, and maybe a prediction of things to come, from something that has been on my bed side table:
'He (maybe Wiggins, but Godfrey for the purists) can have few illusions. he had been offered a glorious title, so glorious that he had not even dared to accept it, and yet the very men who had elected him were already disputing the rights bestowed on him ....' Zoé Oldenbourg; The Crusades
NB: the flash race car is the closest thing Henry has to a bike
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