This morning I left the house, deactivated the alarm and took off the grotty old canvas cover I hope will make thieves think there's a grotty old bike underneath. I then unchained the back wheel from the lamp post and returned the cover and chain to the house, picking up my lid and tank bag.
I slapped the tank bag on, slipped on my lid and climbed on, thumbing the starter to get the engine warming while I put on my gloves.
It was pretty busy down my road this morning, so I had to wait a minute or two to pull out, then I slipped it into first, rolled on and pulled away.
WHAM! The front end slipped out, the bike fell left and trapped me between it and a parked car. Luckily one of my neighbours saw me and helped me get the bike back up
We got it upright and I popped the stand back down. I was scratching my head as to what had happened. I crouched down to check for any damage and it was then that I noticed the little twirly bit of yellow plastic, stretched out and running from the bar to the front disc. The bit of plastic I had placed there as a reminder to myself. The very same bit of twirly yellow plastic that spectacularly failed to remind me that there was a fairly sturdy disc lock on the front disc.
Ladies and gentlemen, I give you... Twonk of the Week
