So I have been busy. I rode bikes. I crashed bikes. I drank. I locked keys in car. I called the AA to break in. I threw two dinner parties on two consecutive nights and then I flew to Germany.
I am sat in the office at the moment and it is hammering it down with rain. I am about to go and meet with a bunch of colleagues to have dinner, but I am shattered. I have been put on ‘new colleague’ duty for this week. Actually, I know the guy quite well, having met him a few times. I am glad he is joining us and it is nice talking him through the business, but god, it is shattering.
Add to that a hotel with a heating system drying out all water in sight (I wake up severely de-hydrated) and I am feeling a bit off colour.
I have also been moved. We are having a new office built, and while that is underway they couldn’t justify my having my own desk here which I don’t use 80% of the time. I am now working in the Pro Racing Team’s office. There are bikes in here! Actually a couple of ‘museum’ bikes – a World Championship winning machine and a German Championship winning machine. It reminds me of why I am here, but it is kind of like working in a garage!