I dreamt I was getting ready to do a sportive and there was a knock on my front door and someone was shouting my name. When I opened the door Eddy Merckx was there, but he was young. He’d come to wish me good luck and cycle to the start line with me. When we got there, he said to me, f**k it, I’ll ride the thing with you and keep you company. Then I woke up.