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One time I was out with the young south easties and we'd been drinking and riding around all day and I was fucking wankered, the last two left standing were xander and I so we decided to do a crumble run so we left the pub on borough high st (the shit one about half way down) at closing time and got crumble from a place the other side of E&C then rode back and sat down by the mayors offices by tower bridge to eat it. this was notable in so far as I'd only just started riding in spd and had my first unclip fail.
we part ways and i ride all the way home to greenwich via canada water/deptford get to my front door... no door keys... also no bike lock. my only spare set of keys were in brighton and i was too poor to even contemplate shelling out another £90 for a new mini-fagheddaboutit lock so i set back off (still absolutely wankered and now tired as well) and rode the entire route backwards on the pavement so i could check the gutter to see if i dropped it. made it all the way back to tower bridge where I assumed it had fallen out when i fell over, nope. rode back to the pub which miraculously still had staff inside at about 3am and i asked if anyone had handed in keys and a lock and was just about to ride off when a barmaid said she thinks she saw a set of keys at the back of the side alley. I walked back there and nestled just under a bush riiiiiight at the very back were my full set of keys and both halves of my lock. my joy was short-lived when I realised I still had to ride home and I was meant to be getting up in about 3.5 hours for work. absolute fucking miracle i found them though