So. Well then. Excitement all around. It's a-comin' through Sheffield. (Big
deal.) A 'peloton' (if that's the right word) is a gang of cyclists who whip
past you in the blink of several eyes and you have no chance of picking out who
is who. Then they are gone. (I was once taken out of school for a whole morning
with my class to watch the Milk Race scoot along Ashby Road in Scunthorpe circa
1967 - so I do know whereof I speak.)
Phew. I think I'll have to find a spot on the route where I can wait for
hours then see 'em flash past. (Ah yes, I can happily revisit my
childhood.)
