I finally fell off

I went for my usual early ride, which was fantastic this morning. The weather was great, for a change. I was cycling merrily along the road when I received a phone call on my mobile. By the time I had stopped (What a good law abiding citizen I am)I had missed the call. I knew it was from my eldest son, who is about to go on exercise and I won't be able to speak to him for a week. Perhaps it was telepathy or I'm like many parents...I just knew. It was him and I missed it. I was concentrating so much on trying to get my phone out of my pocket I failed to realise that I had my new cleats on the soles of cycling shoes.....It was too late I started to fall sidewards, which I did with he grace of a tortured water buffalo in labour. I was so embarrassed, it was more embarrassing as I tried to get up, still attached to my peddles. In the end I just lay there laughing, which probably was the best policy. There must be loads of motorists who went into work today saying....I say a stupid cyclist falling on his ar*e and laughing about it. Well it was me. Wayne O'Brien at thecharityride.com get used to it. That type of thing happens to me all the time. I did eventually speak to my son before he went on exercise and he's feeling great...really up for it..well done son I'm so proud of you.
I am going to the student union bar tonight to shave someone's head, for Red Nose Day. I used to be a hairdresser as you know...I can feel myself becoming all camp again....again...it never left me.
I'm going to try and do a long ride this weekend. It is supposed to be nice on Sunday so I'm trying for the hundred...we'll see. I will let you know.