Panter
Just call me Chris...
- Location
- Sittingbourne, Kent
Really hungry riding in this morning, so I was very much looking forward to my breakfast when I got to work.
Had a very rare visit from the fairy this morning, just a few miles from my destination with a piece of flint that looked just like an axe head that had lodged in the tread and slowly hacked its way through the kevlar belt.
The roads were covered in muddy slime this morning, most of which transfered itself to me as I removed the wheel and tyre.
It took me ages to work out the reason that the pump didn't fit the valve, I'd obviously lent it to someone to inflate a shcrader the last time i used it...
Anyway, finally got going again, stomach really growling by now and finally got to work. Only to discover that I'd left my breakfast in the kitchen at home.
Hmmmm. Ok, I can get something from the sandwhich van when it comes round, only I can't as my Wife raided the last of the change in my wallet last night.
I wonder what my desk tastes like?
Had a very rare visit from the fairy this morning, just a few miles from my destination with a piece of flint that looked just like an axe head that had lodged in the tread and slowly hacked its way through the kevlar belt.
The roads were covered in muddy slime this morning, most of which transfered itself to me as I removed the wheel and tyre.
It took me ages to work out the reason that the pump didn't fit the valve, I'd obviously lent it to someone to inflate a shcrader the last time i used it...
Anyway, finally got going again, stomach really growling by now and finally got to work. Only to discover that I'd left my breakfast in the kitchen at home.
Hmmmm. Ok, I can get something from the sandwhich van when it comes round, only I can't as my Wife raided the last of the change in my wallet last night.
I wonder what my desk tastes like?