Is Balreen where the Balrog lives?
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Is Balreen where the Balrog lives?
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Right, I'll get me coat ...
Trousers forgotten today.
However thoughts of a day hiding from others at work dissipated once I remembered I have a pair of emergency trousers :)
Given my track record, i should keep emergency underwear at work. which could get expensive, given i'm sometimes juggling 3 workplaces. :(
Cycled to polling station, locked bike, voted, emerged, discovered I had not transferred my keys to my new shorts' pockets. Walked home, retrieved keys, walked back to polling station, cycled home.
That's one of the benefits of a secluded polling station in the suburbs. I don't recall ever locking my bike while voting there.
This time it was watched over by one of the local councillors.
I folded my bike up and took it into the polling station with me <smug>.
In the past I have wheeled my bike into the polling station. Only because I didn't want the child seat to get soaked while it was vacant.
Family outing to the polling station via the path round the golf course with their (and my) bikes, was getting murderous by the time I got to voting. Nothing relaxing about taking my kids anywhere!
Left them in the courtyard of the church for the whole 30 seconds I was actually in the hall voting.
A couple of days ago... managed to forget not only my work trousers but my work shoes as well. Ripped jeans (thankfully lurking in locker) and road cleats all day, in combo with smart shirt. Hardly any worse than my usual sartorial outcomes, mind. Think I may have crossed the 'my brain is full' line this week.
A big shout-out to my past self who brought spare undies and socks into the office. Really enjoy being dry now.
A big shout-out to my past self
A thought-provoking notion.
@ Bill
yeah your past self
now there was a Bill that really was Bill
akin to when Movistar put a cyclist up the road on the hill top finishes
today i wanted to wash my bike, but not in the rain.
so i scrubbed off the worst with a brush, and then....
turned the bike upside down and locked it to my fence, left it through all the rain.
have just put a bit more oil on the chain and locked it in the shed. probably not the best course of cleaning action.
There is obviously a fine line between bravery and stupidity, but cycling through the potholes on Gilmerton Road with a pannier full of beer bottles is almost certainly on the side of stupidity. Everything survived this time, though.
@frenchy, careful opening dem beers
@Frenchy commuting? with beer bottles? 'to' or 'from' work?
Not technically commuting, just too lazy to find a more appropriate thread.
No hot water this morning, gas is off. This is especially ironic if you know where I work.
I did once cycle to work down London's potholed streets with a bottle of champagne in my backpack (champagne because we always celebrated a software launch with some fizz, backpack because in London panniers are for softies, apparently) thinking that a shard of glass shot under pressure into my upper body would likely finish me off ... would have made for a spectacular crash
Had to put my sweaty but fortunately baggy commuting-wear back on whilst still shower-damp in order to get my towel from my locker. I'm blaming the mere one hour's sleep I squeezed in after a night of piteous snuffling and snotting.
how far is locker from shower?
About forty wet footprints each way? I was able to use them to pinpoint the shower cubicle my stuff was in upon my return.
40 footprints bit far for the streak?
The lockers are not gender-separated and people have previously been requested to not change in communal areas.
Very British
For the past two years we have been only two ladies working full-time at my workplace and the other lady would never come around to the ladies toilet in the mornings/evenings, so I always used the area by the sinks to get changed and splashed with water. Now we tripled the number of ladies. Sometimes I get a surprise visit and have to quickly run to the cubicle to hide if I am not quite dressed yet.
I changed out of my wet shorts in the bike store the other day because I had jeans in my pannier and couldn't be bothered with the boiling hot windowless changing room with no hooks on the wall to hang things.
Got walked in on twice in about 1 minute and also spotted the camera in there shortly afterwards as well...
I am of an age when all boys got changed in full view of each other at school for PE. As a result I am indifferent about being naked in front of other men in changing rooms.
It seems that younger people are less casual about this and I once had a guy apologise when he walked into a changing room and found me in a state of déshabille. There were no changing cubicles, just showers.
In the locker room scene in Run, Fatboy Run, when Dennis is given a post-workout talking-to by Whit, Hank Azaria didn't bother to cover up his modesty when he filmed the scene. Simon Pegg's reaction to Whit's "I think you get my point" was genuine.
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