Hello, this June I published my sixth book. It's called, as you probably know by now,

1923 and it is extremely close to my heart. It tells a story of what happened to me during

the Covid lockdowns when the world shut down around us. That was when a mysterious role

of projected film from a hundred years ago came into my possession which in itself was quite

a long story. What followed was an immersive journey into a lost world of the riders of

a distant, merciless tour de France and their sometimes brutal fates as they race through

Europe that was simultaneously cooling down after the conflagration of the Great War while at the same time

firing the starting pistol for the next chapter in its own destruction. But alongside that,

the summer of 1923 is a time of insane and bewildering creativity across the continent.

Pitched into this cultural and political maelstrom is one mysterious Flemish rider,

whose life I start to uncover and whose descendants I seek to contact in the real world.

This is a love story to the Tour de France, told a century too late, an avalanche of discoveries

that became my sole purpose and my sustaining mission.

It's called 1923, the mystery of lot 212 in the Tour de France obsession and it's out on June 22nd

but available to pre-order from all the usual places.

Lots of loose ends are untied up. Well, there are lots. I can only think of one off the top of my head.

What are you talking about? Jason Osborne. Oh, yeah. We said we'd find out. Yes.

We found out. What is it? His dad's British. No. No, I guess. And his mother's German.

So that's the reason. And do we have, do you know why his dad's a German expat?

No, but I'm going to try and find out. I think I think I know how to find that out.

So his agent got back to me and just said the bare bones of that is his dad's British and so his agent got back to me,

which is impressive. Good agent. Jason Osborne's got.

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