Easter 2

Took my bike out. First ride of the year. And what happened?
My sodding chain snapped.
Some would say its my own fault for leaving it untouched for months and then riding it flat out without oiling it, but I think it’s more likely that God hates me and decided to punish me for cycling on the anniversary of his sons Crucifixion.  Why else would it start raining the second I started the three-mile walk home?
Either way I’m now going to spend several pounds getting it repaired.
My one day over Easter that I don’t have to work and I spent most of it carrying my bike home.
Don’t plan to come into the supermarket tomorrow because I’m going to be in a foul mood.

RC 18-4-13