mdr
Collector of welding machines
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I now have a mountain bike! Nothing strange about that except I don't know where it's come from.
Now, I'm no Sherlock Holmes (probably more Hetty Wainthropp) but I can put a few things together...
1. We have the mountain bike. Old and unloved. Left lying on the floor behind my house next to my motorbike.
2. The cover on my motorbike has been lifted at the back where the ground anchor is.
3. The chain lock has been moved. I can tell because I never leave the padlock lying flat on the floor - it sleeps fully under the cover close to the bike.
4. The alarmed padlock is untouched.
So, putting these things together we can clearly see what happened:
A kind caring, upstanding member of my neighbourhood must have felt I needed more variety in my daily hour of excerise during the lockdown. Therefore they have very kindly donated a mountain bike. It's not a "low-mileage lovely" but let's not look a gift horse in the mouth.
Their concern was so great they could not wait! I picture them tossing and turning unable to sleep on Sunday night - racked with indecision on how to help me. And, with sleep impossible, in the early hours of Monday morning they deliver my new exercise equipment to me.
Now that does not explain the motorcycle cover. Well, this is where you can see how big some people's heart actually is. Their warm caring nature could not stop with a new bicycle. They also had to ensure my motorbike was safely tucked in.
I can only imagine that when they knelt down to examine the (obvious) chain lock on the floor (checking it was in correct working order) they failed to spot the alarmed padlock. The alarm was probably close to their left ear. I fear it activated at the most inopportune time and freightened them so much that they left in a confused state of mind completely forgetting to leave a note. I do hope they haven't suffered any permenant earring loss.
I just wish I could thank them for the new bike.
Now, I'm no Sherlock Holmes (probably more Hetty Wainthropp) but I can put a few things together...
1. We have the mountain bike. Old and unloved. Left lying on the floor behind my house next to my motorbike.
2. The cover on my motorbike has been lifted at the back where the ground anchor is.
3. The chain lock has been moved. I can tell because I never leave the padlock lying flat on the floor - it sleeps fully under the cover close to the bike.
4. The alarmed padlock is untouched.
So, putting these things together we can clearly see what happened:
A kind caring, upstanding member of my neighbourhood must have felt I needed more variety in my daily hour of excerise during the lockdown. Therefore they have very kindly donated a mountain bike. It's not a "low-mileage lovely" but let's not look a gift horse in the mouth.
Their concern was so great they could not wait! I picture them tossing and turning unable to sleep on Sunday night - racked with indecision on how to help me. And, with sleep impossible, in the early hours of Monday morning they deliver my new exercise equipment to me.
Now that does not explain the motorcycle cover. Well, this is where you can see how big some people's heart actually is. Their warm caring nature could not stop with a new bicycle. They also had to ensure my motorbike was safely tucked in.
I can only imagine that when they knelt down to examine the (obvious) chain lock on the floor (checking it was in correct working order) they failed to spot the alarmed padlock. The alarm was probably close to their left ear. I fear it activated at the most inopportune time and freightened them so much that they left in a confused state of mind completely forgetting to leave a note. I do hope they haven't suffered any permenant earring loss.
I just wish I could thank them for the new bike.