Well it’s happened again. Just spent a lovely 24 hours in Sheffield only to arrive home and find that some geezers have broken into our back garden and nicked my bike out the shed! They even took Anya’s baby bike seat in which she proudly sits and surveys Solihull as I chauffeur her around to nursery, church and the many parties she is invited to.
We really wanna move house now but not sure how sensible that would be. Hmmm? I’m trying to keep it in perspective. Just reading a book about Bosnia and some guy whose house got flooded and he lost everything and so he died cus obviously there weren’t no welfare state in Bosnia in the late 1700’s. So I guess it could be worse but it still aint nice.
If anyone has seen the bike lying about it looks a bit like this:
and the culprit is believed to look like this: *
Yeah well if anyone wants to add any condolances or circulate any conspiracy theories please comment me.
* the person in the photo was chosen purely because there is a picture of her online and I couldn’t find any other relavantly humerous portrait to display…nothing personal!