Last night we thought we'd have some fish 'n' chips. So I got ready.
Warm longs - check
Waterproof trousers - check
Winter top - check
Waterproof jacket - check
Winter Buff - check
Thick gloves - check
Went out to garage to get bike. Turned lights on - front battery totally dead
Bugger. Decided that retrieving light bracket from other bike was too much of a PITA so I abandoned plan.
That is my definition of frustration. What's yours?
BTW, we cooked a nice noodle dish instead - nom nom.