Monthly Archives: July 2013

Wine, Women and Hypertrophia: On Game of Thrones

Game of Thrones is one of those rare TV shows over which even the most discerning viewers will vehemently disagree. For many, it is simply silly, poorly acted, and is populated by an unnecessary plethora of characters. For others, it is superb entertainment, and transcends the genre of fantasy to touch, at times, the quintessential […]

On Mont Ventoux

There is a feeling that every amateur cyclist will have experienced in their career at some point or another that I can best describe as a sense of morbid futility. It is the moment at which one realises that, for all intents and purposes, the end has come, the race is over, and that stopping […]

Why Lance Armstrong May Be a Psychopath

Were I Floyd Landis or Alberto Contador, and I picked up the 2013 Official Tour de France Programme, I would be seriously irate. I would have immediately noticed, in the ‘Roll of Honour’, that my name had been removed, along with the names of my other fellow pariah doper-winners, and that other names had replaced […]

On Growing Up and the Great Apnoea

One of the many iniquities of growing into fatherhood and middle years is a growing intolerance for anything resembling horror, even in the form of entertainment. To be fair, I have never enjoyed horror much, and barely got through reading Edgar Allan Poe’s The Raven without a shudder. But in a broader sense, I have […]