281 – Egg and Spoon Races on the Tour de France

Every Sunday I cycle with the Caussade Cyclo Club. A smattering of hardened veterans, Lycra clad family guys, ¬†grizzled tradesmen, and me. The fresh faced Englishman from Auty who looks after a¬†chateau there in winter. Who appears around November and then disappears again in May, and who only seems to cycle with the club in […]