Saturday 26th July 2025

It am the weekend.

And we have little planned.

Should we go to the gym: no.

Should Jools go swimming: no.

Instead, she had to go for a further scan at Buckland hospital.

She goes and gets the all clear, as much as such can be given without surgery.

I won't go into details, needless to say, this is good news.

I am at least awake, up, have drunk coffee, had a shower and got dressed by the time she gets back, so we have breakfast.

Breakfast was so late, we have a second course of Cornish pasty with a second brew, so becomes brunch.

That was better.

We take the rest of the morning easy, listening to Huey before the cycling started at one in the afternoon.

Stuff is still growing in the garden: flower, runner beans and countless bees and butterflies. I snap them all.

I take up position on the sofa, and take in the racing and the passing landscapes.

Heavy rainshowers made it dicey, with several crashes, one involving the leading pack.

In a few KM, its dry again for the finish, and there is another breakaway for the win, no group finish, and for once the peloton has an easy day cruising along, ending the day nearly seven minutes behind the winner.

Just one more day now, the grande finale in Paris, the same time as the Euros final.

Eeek.

We have supper, ragu with ravioli, garlic bread and fine wine.

I end up going to bed early to listen to podcasts, might have fallen asleep at times.