This week I have been

Reading

The 2011 Tour de France race guide.

Watching

An Idiot Abroad

Listening to

The xx

Discovering

(Or rediscovering) Hamlet - Nicki Greenberg's beautiful new version, thanks to the fabulous Snarkattack, who invited me along to see Nicki talk about the creative process behind the book.

Eating

  • An enormous serve of bangers'n'mash and a nourishing pint of Kilkenny at the Town Hall one dismal Tuesday evening.
  • A "Chachi" - chianina meatball sandwich - another brioche donut and some amazing chocolate tart at Beatrix, which Essjay has reviewed.
  • A lazy Sunday lunch at The Crimean. The Polish hunter's stew (bigos) was just the thing to revive me after a chilly bike ride.
  • Generous piles of fried food with oodles of chillies and sichuan peppercorns at Sichuan House
  • Succulent suckling pig at Liberteene.
  • An array of bright, zesty flavours at Chin Chin, where the only problem was having to choose only some of the items from what looks to be a menu that is all hits, no filler.

Links

The yellow jersey

I won’t pretend to be enough of an expert on the Tour de France to speculate as to whether Cadel Evans wanted, in a strategic sense, to be in the yellow jersey after the Tourmalet/Hautacam stage.  All I know is that I was really happy to see him ride so well after such a horrible previous stage, and he seemed thrilled to pull the jersey on at the end of it all.

Whether Silence-Lotto is strong enough to defend the jersey is something I know nothing about, but I doubt that Cadel will give it up without a fight.

The biggest question is: will Paul Sherwen now use his preferred honorific “certain” when referring to Cadel?

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