If you’re anything like me your Sunday mornings probably involve a bowl of porridge, a period of intense weather watching, three or four cups of coffee, a couple of costume changes, and finally a joyous three or four hour bike ride around your local lanes.
And then you return home, post-ride, desperately in need of something to read whilst diligently propping your legs up, recovery style, on the arm of the settee or the side of the bath.
Which is where I step in.
(…and when I say ‘step in’, I mean figuratively – I’m not going to get in your bath.)
Take ten seconds to sign up, and you will be the lucky recipient of a whole weeks-worth of Ragtime Cyclist, in your inbox, at 9am each and every Sunday morning:
And what’s more, I won’t sell your details to anyone; any e-mails you subsequently receive offering you free stuff, or illegal stuff, or morally dubious stuff, will be nothing to do with me.
Can’t say fairer than that.