Today we went to a nearby farm shop. It came with instructions.
• Take a deep breath and keep holding itIn the afternoon I finally set myself to the task of rewiring my Langster,
Fixed gear is starting to look more attractivelearning two important lessons:
1. I cannot wrap handlebars
2. I don’t want to learn how
EeeekOh, and always keep a supply of electrical tape on hand. This was not the after picture I was anticipating:
Erm, the front brake can waitI can do most things myself, but this is a job that just never came up. In normal times I probably still would've given it a go, then handed it over to a professional (they probably use something like
this) when the inevitable happened.
A Tesco delivery this evening (one of the last available when we booked it, it turns out) I wonder how much of our modest order will materialise? No, no toilet rolls on the order.
The first thing I thought when the toilet paper frenzy began was you can live without toilet paper, people. I mean, I never have, but my wife, who grew up in Sri Lanka, did without: only the fancy hotels had it. I don’t think she’d particularly want to go back – it seems you get used to the stuff – but we were more worried about soap. And feeding the rabbit...