Bollocks!

Jimmy rode into a cast iron bollard this afternoon, that was helpfully placed in the middle of the bike path, and sliced his leg on the nasty steel plate reflector bolted to it. As he went down Lou ran over his head and then tumbled over him. Listening to the mini peloton pile up behind me, I assumed at first that Charlie was breaking his arm again, so have to admit to being relieved at first to see he wasn’t in the jumble. Lou lost some knee skin, and was a bit traumatised by the lingering visual of her tyre going over Jimmy’s head. Jimmy was generally unperturbed, even when I chopped off a couple of tatty bits of skin, and became rather delighted in fact when I told him he was going to be left with a scar.Читать далее