Imagine a clipless moment, and then remember I don't ride "clipped" 
I pulled up to a junction, quite a bit closer to the kerb than usual, had a bit of a wobble which I'm putting down to the uneven ground.
I was chuckling to myself as I hopped like a loon trying to regain my balance, and the guy in the car turning in wound down his window to ask if I was ok.
"oh yes, just think they moved the floor" I joked, as my hopping progressed to actual falling.
S'ok, bikes alright!
Although I managed to pop the tyre, so I had to walk to work where we also discovered I'd bent the front disc.
Quick service later and I rode home in record time, so not such a bad thing afterall.

I pulled up to a junction, quite a bit closer to the kerb than usual, had a bit of a wobble which I'm putting down to the uneven ground.
I was chuckling to myself as I hopped like a loon trying to regain my balance, and the guy in the car turning in wound down his window to ask if I was ok.
"oh yes, just think they moved the floor" I joked, as my hopping progressed to actual falling.
S'ok, bikes alright!
Although I managed to pop the tyre, so I had to walk to work where we also discovered I'd bent the front disc.
Quick service later and I rode home in record time, so not such a bad thing afterall.