Today John and I threw on the layers and drove over the Rhone (where the Mistral was blowing over 150 khp) to Avignon for an unintentionally seedy breakfast meeting with a colleague from the UK. Afterwards, we drove up to Bédoin to meet a guy about a van and ran into a friend who regaled us with a story (happy ending) about his donkey. And there was snow.
All in an off-season day’s work for a cycling tour operator.
The Vicious Cycle 
Details of the seedy breakfast, please.:)
It was the locale more than the company, I’m happy to announce!
I am glad it was unintentionally seedy. I wouldn’t like to think of you two going for a seedy meal on purpose.
You know me better than that, I’m sure.
I just hope the snow is gone when I come to see you guys in mid May!
Sam, I guarantee no snow, but there could be a bit a Mistral to keep us honest!
Seedy breakfast, poppy seeds or some other?
I wish. All I had was a café crème…
Hello Gerry, i imagine any menage a trois where the dress code is skin tight nylon would be seedy, how was the food. p.s i like the first photo.
I imagine you’re right, Andrew. Luckily we weren’t in our ‘suits’ yesterday, opting for winter socks and parkas. Food – non-existent, I’m afraid. Thanks for the photo comment. It was a team effort.