So, yesterday, I managed to:

1. Fall down a flight of stairs at work. Battered and bruised today.

2. Give me and Mrs North food poisoning from the quinoa and courgette thing I;d cooked the night before.

What’s next?

That’s superstitious nonsense.

Public humiliation?

Well if you don’t pull your bloody finger out, build your bloody mountain bike up, stop fannying around with roadie nonsense, and get out with us, I’m going to come round there and give you a thick ear!!!

Hows that for number 3? Eh? Eh?!!

All sounds quite minor, look on the bright side –

1. Fall down a flight of stairs at work. Battered and bruised today.

You to blame? Health & Safety claim, new bike. 🙂

2. Give me and Mrs North food poisoning from the quinoa and courgette thing I;d cooked the night before.

She won’t trust you cooking her meals again!! 😀 😀

Pubic humiliation?

Pubic humidification?

Well if you don’t pull your bloody finger out, build your bloody mountain bike up, stop fannying around with roadie nonsense, and get out with us, I’m going to come round there and give you a thick ear!!!

Fair point.

That and the pubic humidor that CFH is promising me.

That’s superstitious nonsense.

Give me and Mrs North food poisoning from the quinoa and courgette thing I;d cooked the night before.

How the hell did you manage that?

I reckon he had a shit and didn’t wash his hands afterwards. The dirty bastard. 🙂

you’ve left your straighteners on at home.

How the hell did you manage that?

Cooked it Monday night. Left it out to cool.

Took some for my lunch on Tues morning. Left it on the worktop, covered up (no room in the poxy tiny fridge).

Got home last night and noticed kitchen was v warm (south facing, sun shining in).

We reheated what we wanted, ate it. An hour later Mrs North started throwing up. An hour after that, I started….

you’ve left your straighteners on at home.

Shiiiiiiiiiiiiiit..!

The dirty bastard.

I did return from my ride and didn’t wash until AFTER England finished (well, I needed to cleanse myself of John Terry being a hero*.)

*which Sepp B now evidently considers he wasn’t.

Hopefully it’s something tiny as in stepping in doggy do.

Yes get back on your mtb you naughty man!

Hopefully it’s something tiny as in stepping in doggy do.

Well, I do have an(other) appointment with a cardiologist later, so I hope

Yes get back on your mtb you naughty man!

will continue to be on the cards.

I really must find the time to recable the thing (and also buy a new front wheel for the forks I bought 12 months ago…).

Before I opened the thread I was worried that it was going to be about your appointment.

Good luck later (and accidently step in some poo on the way just in case)

Well, I do have an(other) appointment with a cardiologist later, so I hope

Good luck.