Ok so I will obviously make a separate post when I can.
There's no easy way to explain this. I went out on Thursday night, I was very drunk. From what I can ascertain from my online phone thing, I left Joshua Brooks at around 2 or 2.30 (when I made a call). I locked up my bike outside the lass o'gowrie and Im pretty sure I took it with me.
The only thing I know for certain after that is that I arrived at my apartments whilst still dark, without my keys or bike (I got a black cab home). Next thing I know is I wake up outside my flat door inside, without my keys or phone, but with my wallet including £30 cash. This was at 8.20 Friday morning.
Best case scenario, I decided I was too drunk/hurt to ride home (when I woke up I couldnt stand properly due to a bruised hip), locked my bike somewhere along the way and got a taxi home, where I left my keys and phone.
Worst case is that I was passed out somewhere and my stuff got pinched off my person. I vaguely remember sitting somewhere, possibly on one of the steps of the statues in picc gardens, very drunk, with my bike across my lap.
Points to add to the confusion is that I called someone at 2.40, and then after that at 5.30ish 4 times to my flatmate.
I went spoke to people at joshua brooks and the like and no clues, and my bike isnt along where it would most likely be, so unless I locked it in a very obscure place it's been robbed.
Details about the bike: pic of it originally is above.
I have added a black charge spoon saddle,
B52 rear wheel rim with a gatorskin ultra hardshell tyre.
Front tyre and rim is original.
Handlebars are black, matte shortened bullhorns attached to chrome stem. No brakes.
Attached to original pedals are Restrap straps.
The frame itself is slightly dinted and chipped, especially on the top tube.
Before anyone says, going out drunk on your bike and then "losing" it is the worst type of lesson not to do it again.
I just hope the fucker stole my keys and uses the mini-d with it outside tesco one day and I will be ready with my spare key and a "I will take my bike back thank you" not ready to stick in its place.
Ok so I will obviously make a separate post when I can.
There's no easy way to explain this. I went out on Thursday night, I was very drunk. From what I can ascertain from my online phone thing, I left Joshua Brooks at around 2 or 2.30 (when I made a call). I locked up my bike outside the lass o'gowrie and Im pretty sure I took it with me.
The only thing I know for certain after that is that I arrived at my apartments whilst still dark, without my keys or bike (I got a black cab home). Next thing I know is I wake up outside my flat door inside, without my keys or phone, but with my wallet including £30 cash. This was at 8.20 Friday morning.
Best case scenario, I decided I was too drunk/hurt to ride home (when I woke up I couldnt stand properly due to a bruised hip), locked my bike somewhere along the way and got a taxi home, where I left my keys and phone.
Worst case is that I was passed out somewhere and my stuff got pinched off my person. I vaguely remember sitting somewhere, possibly on one of the steps of the statues in picc gardens, very drunk, with my bike across my lap.
Points to add to the confusion is that I called someone at 2.40, and then after that at 5.30ish 4 times to my flatmate.
I went spoke to people at joshua brooks and the like and no clues, and my bike isnt along where it would most likely be, so unless I locked it in a very obscure place it's been robbed.
Details about the bike: pic of it originally is above.
I have added a black charge spoon saddle,
B52 rear wheel rim with a gatorskin ultra hardshell tyre.
Front tyre and rim is original.
Handlebars are black, matte shortened bullhorns attached to chrome stem. No brakes.
Attached to original pedals are Restrap straps.
The frame itself is slightly dinted and chipped, especially on the top tube.
Before anyone says, going out drunk on your bike and then "losing" it is the worst type of lesson not to do it again.
I just hope the fucker stole my keys and uses the mini-d with it outside tesco one day and I will be ready with my spare key and a "I will take my bike back thank you" not ready to stick in its place.
Grim story, I'm so stupid.