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Lancj1

Active Member
I picture the scene ^_^

In the early 80s I was carrying a uniform to work in a carrier bag over the bars of my Raleigh Racer.

Bag caught in front wheel, I went over the bars, hit head on kerb, glasses smashed. Eighty odd stitches around left eye and cheek, broken arm, three months off work, scarred for life (nb - scar has not ruined life - no sympathy needed)

Message - risk assess stuff like this and accept the worst case is likely to happen !
 

Miquel In De Rain

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I picture the scene ^_^

In the early 80s I was carrying a uniform to work in a carrier bag over the bars of my Raleigh Racer.

Bag caught in front wheel, I went over the bars, hit head on kerb, glasses smashed. Eighty odd stitches around left eye and cheek, broken arm, three months off work, scarred for life (nb - scar has not ruined life - no sympathy needed)

Message - risk assess stuff like this and accept the worst case is likely to happen !

heh! In 1987 I was carrying a biscuit tin while cycling round Maryland,then the biscuit tin got wedged between my leg and the handlebars and the rest is history.
 

EltonFrog

Legendary Member
bet you had legs like ham shanks.

I probably did back then, thought I was a bit of a weakling. Sometimes I would have to deliver a side of beef to the Royal Lancaster Hotel, it was too heavy for me to lift in and out of the basket, so the butcher would lift it into the bike basket, I would wobble around the busy west london traffic to the hotel, lean the bike up against the wall because I couldn't lift the bike onto its stand with the beef in as well, then go and get a chef or kitchen porter to lift the meat out again.

And you tell the young people of today....
 
My late grandfather was a rifleman (KRRC 1914-1919). I was told as a child that this was why he walked so fast, which was almost certainly the case.

He did lots of daft things in his life, but never cycled one-handed in the snow while carrying heavy weights in his free hand.

He lived to ninety, and the not-cycling-one-handed-in-the-snow thing might have been a factor in that.

Also, getting trench fever on the eve of a major assault.

Carry on.
 
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RiflemanSmith

RiflemanSmith

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Location
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You can't cycle with them attached to your ankles or I would have.:rolleyes:
 
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