You know what...I am a clumsy bastard....now I can understand what my missus means about me being heavy handed and all brute force and ignorance...
I am always banging into things, chipping things, bumping into people, knocking drinks over...dinner plates...you name it. If you give me a screwdriver, and I WILL round the screw off. Give me a spanner...and I'll round the nut off. For someone, who has a fair amount of intelligence...I am sooo devoid of any common sense of peripheral vision....not to mention always rushing stuff...not that I need to...but just go at it like a bull in a china shop.
Take this morning...I needed to take the Ducati 748 for a service. About 20 miles to North Wales. So borrow Dave's van....loads the bike into the back this morning...put it on its swingarm stand (single sided obviously) and proceed to strap the bike down. All looks good...
First right hand bend of the journey...and bang...the fucking bikes falls over....for me to then realise I had only strapped it down one side so actually I was pulling it over more than I was keeping it steady.
Cue me...having to pull over...in full view of the queue of morning traffic having to open both back doors of the tranny and lift the bike up and this time strap it done properly...I swear I could hear the cars behind sniggering...
Few scratches to bodywork but nothing major...thank fuck....what a twat!
