The sun’s shining, the birds are jabbering and, as I write this, our man Boothy is blasting his way around the TT course dressed in a fluorescent orange cow hide. Better make that two cow hides; he’s not the sleekest.
But details aside, he’s there, mixing it up with the bravest of two-wheeled warriors and doing a great job of breaking his personal best lap times, plus each and every speed limit he can get his filthy mits on. If you couldn’t tell, we’re all very proud of him and I only wish I’d been there to take in the magic (but Pretty Boy bagged that opportunity).