Just my luck!

Before I went to the match we dropped my bike off at the repair shop to get the bottom bracket sorted out. The guy who's the whizz-kid with bikes is called John. Guess where John is for two weeks! Bloomin Spain, which means when I get back the bike is still not going to be fixed. Went out for a spin on Janette's bike tonight and it damn near killed me knees. Just my luck eh!