Off out are you? On a Wednesday morning whilst Vicky is out at work and when you should be doing the housework? Disgraceful.
Make sure you close the door on the way out.
It's 10:00am and the BMC Team Coach is the last to arrive.
According to the programme this team is American.
We'll leave the 'jokes' about American punctuality to the generation who fought in 17 World Wars.
Such un-PC references have no place on a blog such as this. Oh no.
This fella is a proper cyclist. Not like one of those blokes wot huffed and puffed his way up the A444 to Twycross in a vain attempt to stay fit back in the day.
I'm not sure of his name but he is well known to the spectators wishing him luck.
It could be Kristian House but then again it might not be. He's in the Rapha Condor JLT Team, of that much we can be sure.
Madison Genesis Team riders warm up.
Note Tom Stewart (no 91) demonstrating how to update yer Facebook page at the same time. An essential skill for any modern sportsperson.
Sam Harrison, of the NFTO Pro Cycling Team, keeps hydrated.
Nice shaved legs, by the way. Now I see where I was going wrong.
That, and the lack of a figure hugging T.
Yet more updating of Facebook pages going on.
Dale Appleby is the culprit this time, but they are all guilty bang to rights.
Madison Genesis Team warms up.
Disgraceful lack of social media updating going on here.
Yer civic dignitaries - looking suitable bored and bamboozled in equal measure.
The signing on is held in the shadows of The Hive.
Except there are no shadows 'cos it is so sunny once again as our lovely summer continues.
Australian journos frantically searching for a non-weather British news item, happily, out of shot.
Team Sky with Sir Bradley Of Wiggins on the left.
You'll have to take my word for it but the fella in the cycling helmet is Mark Cavendish. I'm 6' tall and I'm holding the camera high above my head and keeping my fingers crossed to get this shot, such is the crowd clamouring to see him.
The last time a stage of The Tour started in Worcester (2007) he was just a name in the programme, now he is a household name (as is Sir Bradley) and needs police and security to get him from the team coach to the start.
The programme cost £2.99 in 2007, by the way. It cost a fiver now. Hey-ho.
Team Sky supremo-fella, Sir Dave Of Brailsford.
A man who has had to manage the aspirations of both Sir Bradley and Chris Froome.
The jury is still out on that one in my opinion (oooh harsh).
Scott Thwaites had better get a move on if he wants to make the start on time.
Down at the start and the riders await the signal to depart.
The crowd is four deep here and I'm holding the camera above my head and hoping.
I would say that the number of folk here is double that of 2007.
Amazing what a bit of success in Le Tour and The Olympics can do, eh?
At 10:45 prompt the riders are away and it's next stop Bristol.
Sir Bradley Of Wiggins is the fella in the Team Sky gear.
OK, that's it, I'm off back home now.
I've got a cat to feed, some soup and mackerel pate sammidges to make and consume, and then some housework to do and all before Vicky gets home to make an inspection.
It's a cowin' tough life.
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