Is now a good time to mention getting on the back of my mate's bike 23 years ago, both full of "Xmas spirit" *ahem*
, me with no lid for the first stretch, which involved riding down an alleyway to avoid the police car at the end of the street, to get through to the multi-storey where our mate's van was parked, complete with spare lids in the back?
Then kind of not exactly stopping in time at the red light and kissing wheel to bumper with a very irate lady driver *ahem*
Who proceeded to accuse him of being illegal for not having a front number plate. When was the last time you looked at a bike, lady?! lol
Then spotted the L plates - ooops! My rider pointed to me and said "She's got a full licence, so I'm legal"... We wished her a very merry Xmas and wobbled off with her crying out "You're drunk!" No sh1t lady!
Somehow we made it home safely
Thanks Universe