Well I’ve moved back into my flat after a 2 week hiatus. The homeboy is gone and the front door lock has been changed, but of course given my propensity to worry I do feel a little unsettled. Handily the irish pub downstairs is providing tunes in the form of their regular sunday night live music act, they’re all heart…
June 24, 2007
The Rapha Condor Smithfield Nocturne
I had a lovely time watching riders whilst drinking beer yesterday, the amateur race was very exciting, although marred slightly by an accident in which a rider had to be removed by ambulance.
The amateur race was followed by the messenger race which proved to be a bit of fiasco as no one really seemed to know what was going on. we actually didn’t get to see the end on account of the arrival of torrential rain. After a spell under a kind strangers brolly we decided to make a run for it – to the nearest pub. Despite the proximity of the pub, we arrived, at a run, soaked to the skin.
Unfortunately once you’re that wet, it’s impossible to get warm again so we decided to cut our losses and head off home for a hot shower and a curry. It was a shame becuase it meant we missed both the folding bike race and the elite criterion. Still, the big one is yet to come, start of the tour de france, London 7th July.
