In my latest Medium story, I bravely emerge from the closet as a grammar Nazi and explain why, even though I celebrate the fact that the English language is a living, breathing thing that cannot and should not be constrained, when push comes to shove I’m on the side of Stannis Baratheon, the ill-fated pretender to the Iron Throne in Game of Thrones.
My latest Medium story is a bit of a rant about the way cyclists are treated by many British motorists. Over the years I’ve been spat at, sworn at, driven at and threatened by all sorts of motorists. In this story I ask why they’re all so angry – and come up with a theory.
Here’s another Medium story. This one’s about how seagulls have the remarkable power to cure work-related anxiety and stress. At least, that’s what they did for me.
The Medium ball is rolling. Today I published my first story, about how a simple dog-walk turned into a something of an ethical challenge. It’s a four-minute read and you’ll find it over here.
For years I wrote a blog on road.cc, a website dedicated to road cycling. It started when I was training for a Land’s End to John O’Groats ride in 2010 – the idea was to group together words and photos for sponsors, friends and fellow cyclists. But it carried on for six years after that amazing end-to-end ride.
The post that generated the most interest was probably Roon’s Raid. This was an account of a ride I did called the Raid Pyrenean, which follows a rather hilly 730km route from the Atlantic to the Mediterranean over the Pyrenees. One of my fellow riders was an 18-stone policeman called Dave Rooney (the eponymous Roon), who’d had a bit of a health scare that he was trying to address by joining his son for this cycling challenge. Suffice to say it didn’t quite go according to plan…
Also on the cycling front, I helped a friend to launch a small independent cycling magazine called Simpson, which I edited for a few years.
One of the central ideas behind Simpson was to remain focused on print. My fellow Simpsonite and I both grew up in an analogue age, both worked for print newspapers and magazines in the 80s and 90s, and both shared a preference for the physical printed object over its digital counterpart.
Sadly, this means there are no online articles to point you towards. But I’ll add a PDF or two to these pages as soon as I’ve figured out how to.
Here are a few of the photos I took of the seventh Transcontinental Race (#TCRNo7), an extraordinary sporting endeavour that involves cycling 4,000km across Europe with no support.
That means carrying everything you need for two weeks or more on a bike that’s still light enough to ride up mountain tracks and fast enough to cover up to 400km per day.
Sounds completely crazy doesn’t it? Well, there’s no getting away from it, it is. I followed the race in a campervan with my son, from Burgas in Bulgaria to Brest in France, taking photos and writing a series of articles for fizik, the Italian manufacturer of cycling shoes, saddles and accessories. It was a wonderful trip – one I’d love to repeat one of these years.