...has managed to simultaneously:
* ruin our wedding anniversary
* scare the bejesus out of me
* trash plans for having friends round for a bbq
by binning his Duc.
I was a lovely wifey and bought him a beautiful book on motorcycles for our anniversary (1st anniversary = paper, you see) and didn't complain when he went out for a ride with a friend for the morning. I took our newborn son out to the supermarket for supplies whilst the ride took place.
All I asked was that he be home by 11am to help set up for the bbq. Instead I come home from the supermarket to find him hooking up his trailer to go and retrieve his bike. He didn't even have the good grace to be apologetic, instead he was laughing about it!
To make his humiliation complete, I think he should have to post a picture of the damage. (Completely totalled RHS of bike).
He has since apologised but I have informed him I reserve the right to be cross with him for a bit longer.![]()
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