So I lost my keys when I was cycling to my mate's house. I went out of the door and thought about putting them in my backpack, as per usual, but I foolishly decided to put them in my pocket and sort it out when I got downstairs. I did not bloody do it, though, did I.
I realised the shocking truth when I arrived at the other end and tried to chain my bike up. Bollocks! Bollocks! Bollocks! It makes me pissed off just thinking about it!
I went home slowly scouring the road in the dark (10.5km) but nothing. I did the journey again the next afternoon, back and forth in the daylight, but nothing. I asked at the police station but nothing.
I can get new ones but it is a pain in the arse, especially as I have to go to the car dealer in order to get another infra-red car lock. So I have not really lost anything that I cannot get back.
The thing that really gets me, though is the fact that I could not find them, despite having dropped them in the road on that route at some point. How the hell did they move from there?
The cycling was good, though.
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