How embarrassing – at 11:30 last night our youngest was out on the town and phoned home. “You still have your backup bike at home?” Yes – “Were you near the Duke of York on Saturday?” Yes – “Your bike is locked up nearby.”
How could I have missed seeing it that lunchtime full of stout and gin?
The police will be delighted to hear my good news, I’m sure. Is it time to take out the extra insurance, so that if one of our bikes does actually get stolen away from the family home, we will be covered?