Redruth
23-Sep-2006, 08:58
Before Glyn gets time to post this, I'd like to make my excuses for not turning up at his place of work at the appointed time this morning. Simple explanation, from someone whose simplicity not only borders on stupid, but has, on this occasion, to be described as completely stupid, and blond. No offence to blondes out there but this is what I'm having to deal with.
Two bike keys on Ducati Aylesbury fobs. Unplugged optimate from 749 and put the key in the ignition. Yellow light. First thought, must be something to do with the optimate because the battery light was on and there was a '12V' display on the screen. Typical, just when I'm in a hurry. So, took the pillion seat off the 749, put it in my ruck sack, planning to ride the Monster up to Northampton so at least I get to Glyn. I'd tried to ring him but his phone was going straight to answerphone. B*gger me, same thing happened when I tried to start the Monster. How can this be???? Just then, Glyn phoned to ask when I was going to get there. Cutting it a bit fine by now if I was to make the EGM at 11 am.
"You are using the right key on the right bike, aren't you?" he says (obviously not able to believe for one minute that anyone could be this dumb but possibly worth suggesting, as he knows me quite well now).
Err, no! I wasn't. And yes, I do wonder how I've got to this stage in life being this thick. Both bikes actually working fine but now it's too late to get to Glyn and give him time to do a proper job, so I shall try again next Saturday, barring further incidents of disengaged brain on my part.
Cheers Glyn. If I only had the power of logical thought, I'd be dangerous.
And I'm only posting this now before Glyn has time to get to a computer and put the post up with his version of just how dumb a Ducati rider can be.
;)
Two bike keys on Ducati Aylesbury fobs. Unplugged optimate from 749 and put the key in the ignition. Yellow light. First thought, must be something to do with the optimate because the battery light was on and there was a '12V' display on the screen. Typical, just when I'm in a hurry. So, took the pillion seat off the 749, put it in my ruck sack, planning to ride the Monster up to Northampton so at least I get to Glyn. I'd tried to ring him but his phone was going straight to answerphone. B*gger me, same thing happened when I tried to start the Monster. How can this be???? Just then, Glyn phoned to ask when I was going to get there. Cutting it a bit fine by now if I was to make the EGM at 11 am.
"You are using the right key on the right bike, aren't you?" he says (obviously not able to believe for one minute that anyone could be this dumb but possibly worth suggesting, as he knows me quite well now).
Err, no! I wasn't. And yes, I do wonder how I've got to this stage in life being this thick. Both bikes actually working fine but now it's too late to get to Glyn and give him time to do a proper job, so I shall try again next Saturday, barring further incidents of disengaged brain on my part.
Cheers Glyn. If I only had the power of logical thought, I'd be dangerous.
And I'm only posting this now before Glyn has time to get to a computer and put the post up with his version of just how dumb a Ducati rider can be.
;)