Round up on the numbers

Just realised that events have moved on and I've forgotten to record them for posterity.  Well you never know.  Just as Celebrity Big Brother is now quorate with s*xy Sally Bercow (ahem) and not-s*xy Jedward (is that one contestant?), Le Tour is now complete, or technically complet.  We have a driver, Charlie Gracey, who Stephan describes as funny, clever, reliable and trustworthy (so he's picked the wrong crowd then) has stepped up to the plate.  Thanks Charles and welcome: a week of sweaty kit and grown men behaving like three-year olds awaits you: please don't reconsider.  We are eleven.  And the Van is booked, a long wheel base version from Kentish Town's finest auto-leaser.  So expect six hooded criminals to emerge wearing balaclavas and brandishing shotguns when we open the back.  Or am I being more Get Carter than Tottenham riots here?  Talking of which, Spurs have signed a new Italian striker: Bagatelli (a gag that will mean absolutely nothing to anyone in a year or two's time and sorry for making a reference to that bloated business that used to be a sport and has no place on a cycling blog.)