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@dooks
going to have to resurrect this thread to confess to shameful drunken stack into a bus stop full of people on saturday night.
went out riding in the day and then met the girlfriend at a pub in islington for a friend's afternoon birthday drinks. from there to old street for more drinks and some grub. then to a shitty club in hoxton square for a colleague's birthday. the night was pretty horrible and i spent a lot of time shuttling to and from the bar to kill time until the place closed at 1 by which time there had been (among many other things) tequila.
miss dooks blagged a lift home and i decided to ride knowing full well i shouldn't. it took me quite a long time to change back into my cycling shoes and roll up my jeans without falling over. i then rolled off through the back streets of hoxton. i went up city road and was careful not to jump the lights all the time thinking "easy now easy now - you're way too drunk to be doing this. just take it easy". i was just starting to relax a bit when i made it across the crossroads and had to pull out to overtake a stopped bus. i looked over my right shoulder to check the way was clear and just totally lost my balance. i wobbled massivley and when i looked back to the front i was no longer riding parallel to the kerb but was heading straight towards it, totally out of control. i remember the queue of people scattering out of the way as i crashed drunkenly into the kerb. i must have somehow managed to unclip and vault the bars. i remember careening across the pavement and crashing into the bus shelter as my bike clattered on to the pavement behind me. i sat down hard amongst a crowd of startled people. all i could do was sit there and laugh with my head in my hands.
i eventaully managed to regain enough composure to remount and continue the rest of the way home. very. slowly.
shame
EDIT: just had a bit of a flashback. despite the best good intentions to take it easy in the immediate aftermath of the above, i've just remembered that what i *actually *did was practice bunny hops pretty much the entire way home.