Crashing & Sellotape

It wasn’t my fault. Well, maybe it was, I don’t know. Pointing fingers and apportioning blame doesn’t change anything, nor does it help. I know…

Mix It Up

I came to road riding late. For most of my youth I was a MTB kid, be that an almost fluorescent MBK, a Raleigh Activator…

Don’t Call it a Comeback

In the pantheon of triumphant returns there are giants that stand head and shoulders above all others. Michael Jordan walked away from basketball because he…

The Joy of Planning

I want to make something absolutely clear: I’m no randonneur (I’m no superhero, fan of the right of politics, lover of mushrooms or tightrope walker…