They Say What They Say

So, like, I didn't really need the the flat tire on my way to gym after work on Friday. How rude of someone to leave a two inch screw on the road for me to ride over. Fortunately the bike shop in Brunswick Street was still open and they fixed it on the spot for me. Very cute repair guy, too. Irish, I think. Or Canadian. Could have been German. Nice accent either way. Not gonna persuade me to get more flat tires though.

But now I have to buy a new D-lock because mine gave up the ghost on Saturday. I don't like leaving my bike with only one lock. Yes, I'm paranoid, but if you'd been bombarded with all the tales of what might happen to bikes which aren't properly secured, then you would be to.