Monday, June 07, 2010

T'was me or the dog...

I picked the dog. I was cycling down the towpath on my way to work last Wednesday mumbling as I went about the lack of intelligent pedestrians. Suddenly this dog and its mate ripped up the path chasing one another. They where right in my path and so I slowed way down focused on the dogs at the expense of everything else. Suddenly I came to remember that my feet were still connected to my pedals but as that thought hit me it was to late and I fell over on my side. Kind off reminded me of that famous scene of Del-boy falling through the gap in the wine bar. It’s funny now but as you can imagine my mutterings didn’t stop for a while after!



2 comments:

Christie said...

Owch! I hope the dog owner came up and apologised. Hope you are OK?

Peter Martin said...

She did and for some reason I didn't give off - nothing to do with the fact that she was pretty I'm sure ;-)

All was fine my first and foremost concern was for the bike - delighted to say it got off as lightly as I did!