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A Judgement on me or the Cycling Advocate’s Comeuppance

21 November, 2020
Posted in: Dublin, Ireland, Siblings

Last night, I ordered takeaway from the local gastropub. It’s only a 5 minute cycle away. A 10 minute cycle back as we live up a hill. But I was tired and took the car. I had to go the long way round because of the bollards at the end of the road. When I got on to gastropub road, the traffic was backed up for roadworks. I turned off the main road and went by a sneaky rat run but at the end of my rat run, the traffic was backed up forever. I was talking to my sister via the phone on the radio (is that bluetooth?) and after about 15 minutes with the engine switched off, I hopped out of the car to walk up the road to see what was happening. I took my sister off the radio and walked up holding the phone to my ear. Surprise result: the roadworks were holding everyone up at this junction too. As I got back to my car, the traffic finally started moving, I hurriedly said to my sister, before tossing the phone on to the passenger seat “Stay on the line, I’ll put you back on bluetooth in a sec,” and turned on the engine. There was a Guard passing and she looked at me, smiled and wagged a finger. I was fit to be tied and tried unsuccessfully to gesture that I was not talking on the phone while driving one handed. I suppose, really, it was a fair cop though.

Anyhow, I picked up my take away eventually and carried it home triumphantly. I had the “buttermilk crispy chicken” and I had a different vision from what I got which was basically chicken nuggets.

In short, the whole thing was not my finest hour.

Lads, even Homer nods.

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  1. Nicola says

    22 November, 2020 at 17:03

    Even Homer nods – that reminds me of your mother in law who said that’s lot. See also: it could happen to a bishop.

  2. Nicola says

    22 November, 2020 at 17:04

    Said that a lot, I mean. Homer didn’t have to contend with autocorrect.

  3. belgianwaffle says

    22 November, 2020 at 19:43

    It could happen to a bishop is a big favourite of my father’s also. Will these expressions all die out do you think?

  4. Nicola says

    23 November, 2020 at 19:04

    No, not while this blog is going!

  5. belgianwaffle says

    23 November, 2020 at 20:43

    I meant when we die, Nicola…

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