After a well earnt rest day Le Tour resumed racing but I don’t know what the hell went on, what Guillaume Brahimi cooked up, what Mattie, Robbie or Bridie said because I didn’t watch a single second of stage ten.
Nothing, Monday night’s stormy conditions saw to that by
bringing down trees and power lines so no TV and no charge on the phone.
So I lit candles, played the guitar, and if I’d found an old
cardigan, could have staged a re-enactment of the famous 1993 Nirvana MTV
Unplugged performance.
It took 37 hours and 20 minutes for the power to come back on. It was touch and go with the contents of the fridge but at least the Camembert had some time to ripen up under controlled conditions.
Still, I need to come up with something, so here’s a recap
of the stage.
It was flat, perhaps a little bit windy on the coast. It
ended in a bunch sprint with Caleb Ewan pipped on the line by Sam Bennett.
Yeah, I think that’s all we need to know.
See you tonight Couch Peloton for a proper stage eleven.
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