Bad man nuh ‘fraid a no bad weather…
July 7, 2008..but for fuck’s sake let there be some better weather than last year. All it did was rain, heavily, almost daily throughout July. There’s only so many soakings a bad man can take. And I ain’t even a bad man.
3hrs 20 minutes on a bike this Saturday in a skimpy, poncy, one-piece Lycra number. And it was pishing down and freezing cold. By the end, I was shouting at the gods – bastards.