... miles into the 100 miles he's cycling today - mad!
He said this morning that he thought the route came by the house and when I heard some cyclists go by, I shouted out from the upstairs window to the next group "are you doing the 100 mile route?" to which I got a "yes!".
So I hung out the window for not even 10 minutes and then see him cycling up into the village! Perfect timing and the one time I can appreciate the distinctive colour of his top!
Two pints of squash downed in seconds, a removal of one of his tops and he was on his way again!