DTN (dude thats nothing)
Hi Guys my sincere thanks for all your messages and good wishes, I thoroughly enjoyed reading them as I enjoy reading the daily postings, too many to reply individually although I can say to AAAC it's good you don't know about my wine collection or you would be asking for more than a tyre
My only real crash (lots of slammed breaks and skids into cars as they pulled across me in London!) was slow motion. Coming across Waterloo Bridge towards Strand/Aldwich. Lights on red so me and 20+ other cyclists sitting there waiting for green. Normal next is a mad dash to get across the junction and up the cycle lane at the side of the Wellington pub, and up towards Covent Garden. I'm not at the front of the group so no point me rushing too much as I'm never gonna make that path first. Lights green, everyone shoots off and we're all wheel to wheel; get to the cycle lane and numpty at the front has a nervous momemnt and hits his breaks. Domino effect follows as we all pile into the back of each other. I went over my handle bars but had a very nice soft landing on 2 other cyclists
That's awfully kind of you old chap, I live in Forest Hill and here's a picture of the cellar (probably small compared to yours) and if you can find it and get through security, help yourself
That's just a weeks supply for aaac....That's awfully kind of you old chap, I live in Forest Hill and here's a picture of the cellar (probably small compared to yours) and if you can find it and get through security, help yourself
That's awfully kind of you old chap, I live in Forest Hill and here's a picture of the cellar (probably small compared to yours) and if you can find it and get through security, help yourself
Can't afford their prices guv, Aldis for me ( joking aside they actually do sell some decent stuff)
"A friend" was pedalling along and rather taken with a girl walking the other way. Ran into the back of a queued police car ended up spread eagled over the lights on the top.
When I lived in Brum I'd cycle in each morning. 20 years ago not many cycling commuters, so got to recognise the same riders. One morning a usual chap, faster than me, came flying past me and gave me a wave and a "morning". Now, he often went past me but not at the pace he did that day ... reason was i was breaking due to the stationery traffic in front of us, which he hadn't spotted - he went straight into the back of this car and flew onto his boot!
As I filtered past, (and checked only his ego was damaged) I gave a little wave and gave my own "morning" back 
What did you, i mean your 'friend', say to the police after the incident?
Would it be wrong of me to say that it may explain a few things....?I've been over the top of a car and I've been knocked off by a double decker bus but the worst of them all went like this...
A regularly travelled route of mine included a shortcut through a private estate and whilst cycling this particular day, I knew I was on a good time... I was flying along the main road getting closer to the estate entrance and luck would have it that the traffic lights at the estate junction were green... moving into the middle of the road, preparing to turn right, there was no oncoming traffic. Head down I turned the usual corner at the junction, down a slight slope and into the estate... flying.... at the very last second my eyes focussed on what appeared to be a piece of wood hovering at handlebar height across the road. At the same time, my bars hit the wood, I was catapulted out of the seat, my thighs hit the bars and I did aproximately thee and a half summersaults whilst still strapped in to the bike, to land unceremoniously on the back of my head - no helmets in those days.
They had erected a road barrier at some point in prior days....
I awoke in hospital: my head smashed, my legs smashed and my beautiful Motobecane smashed.
Six weeks later I was walking again..
