Easy Rider

I got my mountain bike back from the repair shop on Saturday and I haven't felt so alive on the road since the end of last year.

I won't bore you with the mechanical and meteorological details but it involved a lot of gear/cog/chain slippage and a whole heap of snow piled up everywhere. So because my bike was a bit dodgy and the roads were dangerous, I decided to get a train into work for a week or two and have my bike repaired at the same time. Two birds, etc. But it wasn't to be.

When I collected my bike I found that it was just as dangerous to my family jewels as before. New parts had been fitted but nobody had checked to see if it was safe. Lucky I wad only in the car park and not on the busy main road outside the shop. I left it with them to do whatever was necessary. After couple of weeks passed, I hadn't heard from them and phoned them myself. I was told it wasn't fixed as they were still waiting for parts to be delivered which would take another week or two.

The very next day someone rang to ask when I would be collecting my bike(!)

Needless to say, when I tested my bike I wasn't happy because, yes, you guessed it, the problem still hadn't been rectified. Another week passed and more silence from the repair shop and another unhappy customer voiced his opinion. The bike was fixed within the hour free of charge. I should bloody well think so, too.

My bike is as good as new again and you have no idea how that feels.