The Tour de France is the world's most famous cycling road race and for the past few days the leader's yellow jersey has been worn by the British rider, Chris Froome. But not even this quintessentially French sporting event is immune from the current madness afflicting denizens of the United Kingdom.
We have, on the one hand, Froome obliged to take to his heels and run sans bike for several hundred metres on the way to the finish lines of the day's stage. This is distinctly odd and indeed without precedent.
And yet this bizzare quiddity I found echoed on the very same day when Mrs May appointed as Foreign Secretary in her new cabinet a man singularly sans gravitas, seen by many as a buffoon who cannot be trusted.
Oh well, at least Boris might have come to Froome's aid with a spare bicycle.
The above post was composed before the news of the horrfic attack in Nice broke.