I flirted with bike theft this afternoon. My upstairs neighbour is wanting to use her bike to commute, but had forgotten the combination on the cable lock after years of stairwell oublié.
As luck would have it, I've sent my tractor up north so my Dad's got a bike to pootle around on during our family holiday in the Highlands at the end of the month. I'd have preferred to send my road bike, but my Pa's not so keen on drop bars and downtube shifters, and since he's got the bike rack, he picks the tune.
My ex, on whom I am on friendly terms with, has need of my bike trailer, but in the recent absence of a tractor, I was a bit flummoxed. Then I said to neighbour: if I tidy your bike(it's a quite tidy Specialized MTB) up and do any work needing done, can I borrow it for next Sunday morning? And she said yes.
As further luck would have it, I used to be a lower arm strength enthusiast. A side effect of that was a need to buy a mahoosive pair of bolt croppers so I could clip lengths of sturdy metal into suitable lengths to bend with the awesome power of lower arm strength enthusiasm.
So, in the presence of her fella, I cut the cable with frankly disappointing ease.
I can't work out if bolt croppers are applicable to your plight, but if they are, I'll pootle round and choppy chop.