Second holiday read in the mad sun of Biscarrosse, and this read almost entirely by the pool on a lounger in the share. Ned Boulting is always worth reading, very funny and engaging, and what sounds like a dull read - one man's boredom during covid leading him to investigate to the nth degree some old footage of a cyclist crossing a bridge in the 1923 TdF turns out to be quite a read after all. Probably helped that the TdF had just finished, and the Paris Olympics just started.
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