Saturday, 5 February 2011


The antidote to a day of wall to wall rain, grey sky, low visibility.

Golden.... It's all there.

Motorbikes, men opening car doors while they're moving, enough vittoria pav├ęs to make you poo your keks, Cancellara crushing cobble (and the opposition) and a fleeting glimpse of our man Hoste.

I've needed this all week, something to perk up the post cross pre classic doldrums. Thanks to paperthin for providing the inspiration.