Thieving Cunty Bagwipes written 4 years ago

I walked downstairs yesterday, only to be greeted not by my beloved bike, but it’s broken tether, and an empty void where it should have been.

Wandering further down the hallway to find the front door to the block of flats had been busted through. Some thieving shits had been in and pinched my bike.

Much policing later pretty much confirmed I’d never see the bike again, and knowing my insurance explicitly excluded Pedal bikes meansI’m pretty angry with the world in general :)

I managed to borrow a bike off my daddy, so I at least have a means of transport for the time being.

However, some of you might remember this from the Photo-Slider: “If you see this and I’m not riding it, it’s probably been stolen.” I’d like to change this to “If you see this and I’m not riding it, throw very heavy things in its direction”. Thanks.

Update

The Police contacted me today — it looks like they’re going to put an ad in the local paper requesting info from the public that might have seen the bike. I honestly hadn’t expected anything like this to happen, but perhaps a small glimmer of hope?

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