It had to happen eventually, and roughly 5 years since the last one, I had a clipless moment yesterday!
Like all clipless moments I had an audience of about 20 other cyclists who watched me pull up at a junction and then gracelessly topple into the stinging nettles on the verge.
They were very good. Very little sniggering and some concern for my health.
Anyhow, very little damage to me or the bike (slight tear in bar tape) but I now have the most impressive chainring tattoo on my leg!!
How cool is that!!!??