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You can normally count on an organised peleton to make up only about a minute every 10km, and so with the slight downhill, if the leaders could work together they still had a chance.
At the front of the bunch Columbia were the only team riding and I could sense their resentment that no other teams were prepared to do any work..
And then someone knocked and came into my office.
"Good afternoon, I have come to check whether you are having any mouse problems"
I looked at him blankly. And I looked around my neat and hermetically sealed office with bemusement. "Well", I said slowly "No, I don't think so, but ... are there mice on this floor?"
It was his turn to look confused "Well, yes, everyone has one. Don't they"
A stand off.
Out of the corner of my eye I could see Astana coming to front of the bunch. This madman was interrupting
"Well", I said very slowly and carefully, ''I haven't seen any mice"
"OK", he said, undeterred, "well, if yours is working that's OK then. But with all the sticky mice, well I'll be collecting them all up this evening - they'll be replaced with optical ones"
The penny dropped at last. "Ah", I said, "you're from the IT department. You're a ... You're a.."
"I'm a mouseherd" he said, flatly.