…and my mate Andy (a man with more miles under his belt than most) wasn't wearing one on the day his frontal & parietal lobes smashed into the tarmac near Kings Cross a few years ago, with the knock on effect of a longterm coma, parts of his skull needing to be cut away, impaired communication and mobility, and most distressing of all (to him), the loss of his council flat.
Is this some kind of competition? You could raise me a Wouter Weylandt, and I'll see your Wouter Weylandt and raise you a Serse Coppi. Would that be appropriate?
…and my mate Andy (a man with more miles under his belt than most) wasn't wearing one on the day his frontal & parietal lobes smashed into the tarmac near Kings Cross a few years ago, with the knock on effect of a longterm coma, parts of his skull needing to be cut away, impaired communication and mobility, and most distressing of all (to him), the loss of his council flat.
Is this some kind of competition? You could raise me a Wouter Weylandt, and I'll see your Wouter Weylandt and raise you a Serse Coppi. Would that be appropriate?