I confess...

Yes and yes.

I confess to buying a jacket with reflective strips as it's getting dark on the Belfast roads...only so much a light can do when pissing down...

...at least it's in black, so my shame can be part hidden.

(fluoro is one step too far...)

Chartreuse is the new black.

Fromage?

(What's chartreuse help...???) :)

I confess...you brits are more attracted to your bling (on yer) bikes than your sig. others...that's why we can take luvverly brit women at a moments notice.

Long live floyd landis!

U wot m8? Ur avin a giggle

good troll, I rate 9/11, would read again

i confess, I'm watching cross instead of working

The thing that made me the happiest this week was ordering a box of 40 indomie noodles.

Do I need to reevaluate my life?

Only if you're lying and it wasn't the thing that made you happiest.

Not if they're mie goreng. Them soto mie packs are a bit grubby though. Have you tried their special edition flavours? Came back from Jakarta with about 20 packs, and 7kgs of tempe.
Wait, that's a shameful confession in itself.
You can also get boxes of indo mie from Gerrard St. That's why I have a rack. Probably.

Mie Goreng satay. Glad I'm not the only one. What are the special edition flavours?

Fried rice satay flavour noodles. Wait, what?

They are amazing. They have a little sacheti inside with a sweet black gloopy liquid and another that looks peanuty.

The soto mie ones have a sachet upon which is written the words: "Delicious powder".
Quite brilliant.

Putting some new bars on this weekend. Got them all sorted, brakes dialled in and sorted. Took it for a test spin to check the lever position and the brakes are the wrong way round....
Oh well, at least I hadn't wrapped in bar tape yet...

I enjoy stealing food from kids.

Not quite, but i rather enjoy school dinners when I am teaching in schools. But it does make me feel like the characters in the first episode of this is England 90.

I just got 2nds of crumble and custard.

Every time I get an email from British Cycling that is entitled "Member News" I snigger a little to myself. I keep envisaging some email with stories about cocks from around the world. Perhaps there will be a time when things like this aren't funny to me, but I'm not sure it will be any time soon.

kind of addicted to ocado...i want something, they deliver it the next day.
if i touch my computer in the right places, alcohol arrives.

Whenever I am on a packed train or tube I inspect peoples skin for blackheads and blemishes.
It often takes all my restraint not to reach out...

if i touch my computer in the right places, alcohol arrives.

if you touch it in the wrong place what arrives?

The police?

Accidentally bitchlocked somebody's HHSB unipack outside Borough Market last night. They left me a note. Sorry.

I almost shit myself last night when I went for a wee as my urine was red. Then I remembered I'd had a heap of beetroot for lunch and that colours it.

I set off from the station yesterday without having done up the centre hinge clamp on my Brompton. Clipped in and riding fixed. It got exciting very quickly. I'll try to avoid doing that again.

Double unclipped at some lights this morning.

Pedals fucked up the back of one leg and the front of the other.