The Tour De France is coming right through my village this summer and I've been warned that the roads around me will be closed which is gonna make collecting or returning my son very tricky. I say tricky, it's probably closer to impossible. I see this as grown men playing out on bikes just like I think of the Olympics. I understand people like different things and I enjoy riding a bike myself- not that I actually do. But to interfere with my personal life in such an obstructive way is a bit cheeky. Maybe I should try and get each rider back individually by doing something I like and having them not see THEIR kids for a weekend just because I'm driving past their house on route to the cinema.
Fuckers.
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