Man! That was hairy! says Sweezus.
The crowds were so crazy, says Pablo. Especially the Dutch.
Corner seven, says Arthur. Dutch corner.
Did you see Froomey get whacked in the back? asks Sweezus.
No, had my eyes shut, says Arthur.
Again? says Sweezus. How come?
Arthur is crazy like the Dutch, says Pablo.
I felt it, says Arthur. All my other senses were heightened. I even heard Terence, above all the noise.
Yeah you did, says Sweezus. He was standing there waving one of his bird books.
He was trying to get your attention, says Pablo.
I know, says Sweezus. But you don't stop on Alpe d'Huez.
If you're lucky enough to get there, says Pablo. Many have already abandoned.
Not from Team Sky, says Sweezus. Those robotic buggers.
Terence runs up with the bird book in question.
Yay! says Terence. This is my favourite bird book!
That one? says Pablo. But you had so many grown up ones to choose from. That is for babies.
What is Terence's favourite bird book. Let's see it
Hello World Birds. On the cover a pigeon, an owl and a toucan, and the heads of a goose and a flamingo. Smiling from branches or under a tree.
What about Les Oiseaux du Monde? says Pablo. That one was so comprehensive. What about The Genius of Birds?
This one is my favourite, says Terence. One of the Dutch people borrowed it and threw it onto the road. Then a policeman gave it back to me. And he said: Watch it!
Is that the mark of a good bird book? asks Pablo.
Yes, see? says Terence, tracing faint tyre mark across the cover, with his claw finger.
His blood brother's claw.
Now you've scratched a rut in the cardboard, says Arthur.
Wah! says Terence.
Gaius'll fix it, says Sweezus. With his fish glue.
Terence runs off to find Gaius.
....
Okay but what about telling us who was the winner today?
Does anyone care really?
No. Thought not.
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