forgetful Rider

I say thank-you to every copper who lets me back into the water

I had a purple helmet once (polish, polish).

ive ridden on a nice day before…

smiled.

Like these guys?

lol

Not quite.
I’ll grant you that they are knobs though.

And here’s a tip for anyone who’s lobally challenged:
Q: What’s the difference between pink and purple?
A: The grip!

I have made many mistakes more than once…

i’ve said thanks to another biker once

Sorry to break the trend guys but about 7 or 8 years ago I was late for work one morning and I was riding half way down the Holloway Road- about a mile fom home. I had had this feeling that something was amiss all the way but couldn’t quite put my finger on it. I stopped at the Seven Siters Road junction and was wondering if it was the bike that was dodgy as some how it sounded a little different, a little louder in fact. Whilst scratching my head in bemusement it dawned on me: I was scratching my head. Had to chance it and ride back another mile to get my helmet. Felt like a proper tool.