by Neil | Aug 8, 2007 | ballistic fat welshman, commuting, cycling, Ian Hislop
I rode, I survived, I humilated myself on Bostall Hill…again. Nevermind, it was a far more pleasant ride than I expected winding through Martime Greenwich and along the Thames up to Trafalgar Square then up Charing Cross Road. Today I had a rest. In the sense...