An hour later I am in town. See the bike guy. He says "no problem" I get worried when people say this as it normally means "WE WILL FIX IT BUT PROBABLY FUCK SOMETHING ELSE UP" Anyway I check off for slops. 250 madibas. 😳😳😳 I didn't ask for gold lady. Anyway purchase done.
Next door for breakfast. Delicious full house. Gone in 60 seconds was the name I called it. Back to the bike shop. Aweh. Job done. Looks okay 🤔 I am very suspicious.
Get going back to my place of rest. What do you think??????????? Gears don't work. Get them to work. Then start again. What do you think????????????? I see the bloody thing is put back together incorrectly. That is why the gears needed adjusting which they didn't need if he just did the job properly. Anyway I sort it all out. I should have just changed the spoke myself. It would have been done RIGHT the first time. I can't cry over spilt milk so I make it back to my place. Buy 3 beers for my galliant effort to get everything done.
So the bike is fixed and the slops are done.
Wake up today. Quick spin to town for coffee. And a sandwich. 🤣
Then back here. Well the air mattress needs repairs.
So tomorrows job is to fix the mattress. I am still on the borrowed cushions.
It has been an absolute stunning weekend so far. Let's hope this weather keeps up the good work.
Until then
Peace out.
Greg
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