Just got home from work.
Its a fine day and the roads are pretty dry. My plan was to take the bike for a blast as ive just finished a tonne of mods.
As I walked in the front room, my big stupid dog was jumping about, all giddy as they do. My lads dog is usually twice as giddy as her, as hes not quite 2yrs old yet.
Ever get the feeling something has happened and someone is crap at hiding whos responsible.......?
Walked in the kitchen to find my lid on the floor and "someone" has chewed one of my winter bike gloves.
Went upstairs for a shower before I totally lost the plot.
Having calmed down slightly, ive ordered a new pair of gloves but now need to go lid shopping. Less than thrilled that a £500 lid is now an ornament.
Luckily I have a few lids so im off for a long ride out to calm down....
(Oh the grey board on the sofa is to stop the dogs going on it! My dog sheds 6 tonne of hair a day!)