Saturday 11 July 2009

un peu de cuppy

(It means 'A little bit of Cuppy', in French.)

I'm in a hurry because I have to go and sing in Jermyn Street (unlucky for someone). Which reminds me there is some Cuppy about singing, but I haven't time for it now. Here Cuppy is writing about the Borgias:
Much has been written about the kind of poison employed by Cesare and Rodrigo. Some called it La Cantarella and said it was made by a secret process involving a dead pig or possibly a deceased bear.*

*Frederick Baron Corvo makes a point, though not a decisive one, when he states that neither Rodrigo nor Cesare ever killed a bear. No bear, no poison, he argues.



(By the way, how good was Brad Wiggins yesterday? Could he really turn himself into a General Classification threat? Will he do it when there's the prospect of all those medals at 2012? With that and Contador versus Armstrong and what the hell the mood must be like within the Astana camp, I think we can all agree that it was a smashing first day in the mountains.)

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