I am so thrilled for the dear boy - a 5th, a 4th, a 2nd and then finally: a WIN, in the last Superbike race at the Ulster Grand Prix on Sunday.
He is so talented, and such a lovely boy. I am sure if Grandad Edgar were still alive he would approve of me throwing myself madly at his feet. But alas, I fear that I am now too old for such things. Sic transit gloria mundi.
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I'm sure Guy would have picked you up and made a cuppa for the pair of you.
ReplyDeleteYou're never too old for a day of glory. Or a cream horn.
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