rainy mornings
geoffnelder
Posts: 165
Cos of rain showers this morning I dashed out on my mountain bike to
fetch the paper. Then realized my local papershop is closed for
refurbishment. Grrr. So I cycled on to Town. Then remembered I was to
buy a rail ticket for my mrs to attend an interview on Tuesday in
London, so cycled onto the station. I popped into the WHSmiths in
there to buy papers, chocs, a magazine and water - I'd not had
breakfast or a drink yet! Then reached my bike and realized it was
the mountain bike - no panniers on it for shopping like on my drop-
handlebar-road bike. And I'd forgotten to put on a rucksack!
Aarrrggh.
So I drank all the water, stuffed chocs for Gaynor in my cycling
jacket pocket, emptied the papers and mags of all the junk mail
adverts and set off cycling one-handy in the rain that had started
again!
I don't like riding carrying a carrier bag with heavy papers. Its all
right for a mile or two but my left hand is still weak & hurting from
my dislocated little finger a few weeks back and my right tires
holding onto the plastic handles and the bike handlebar.
I cycled madly illegally through a big but empty park (only 9 am ona
Sunday) then over, illegally again, a pedestrian suspension bridge
over the River Dee and the remaining 3 miles through a small wood and
along cycle lanes homes. Heavy bursts of rain now but while the sun
shines too! Terrific feeling - really! With my back to the sun I saw a vivid rainbow complete with secondary and supernumery bows. I headed for the pot of gold, but...
I arrive home and my wife takes the bag off me and silently shakes
her head while pointing at the unused car sitting on the drive.
She'll never understand...
fetch the paper. Then realized my local papershop is closed for
refurbishment. Grrr. So I cycled on to Town. Then remembered I was to
buy a rail ticket for my mrs to attend an interview on Tuesday in
London, so cycled onto the station. I popped into the WHSmiths in
there to buy papers, chocs, a magazine and water - I'd not had
breakfast or a drink yet! Then reached my bike and realized it was
the mountain bike - no panniers on it for shopping like on my drop-
handlebar-road bike. And I'd forgotten to put on a rucksack!
Aarrrggh.
So I drank all the water, stuffed chocs for Gaynor in my cycling
jacket pocket, emptied the papers and mags of all the junk mail
adverts and set off cycling one-handy in the rain that had started
again!
I don't like riding carrying a carrier bag with heavy papers. Its all
right for a mile or two but my left hand is still weak & hurting from
my dislocated little finger a few weeks back and my right tires
holding onto the plastic handles and the bike handlebar.
I cycled madly illegally through a big but empty park (only 9 am ona
Sunday) then over, illegally again, a pedestrian suspension bridge
over the River Dee and the remaining 3 miles through a small wood and
along cycle lanes homes. Heavy bursts of rain now but while the sun
shines too! Terrific feeling - really! With my back to the sun I saw a vivid rainbow complete with secondary and supernumery bows. I headed for the pot of gold, but...
I arrive home and my wife takes the bag off me and silently shakes
her head while pointing at the unused car sitting on the drive.
She'll never understand...
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Next year i am seriously thinking of selling my car - the wife thinks i am mad
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