Even typing this is a struggle. So what happened?
Well, OK, I cut the end of my left thumb on a sharp gold pin while taking the TomTom off it's bloody, literally now, stupid mount on the little Honda.
Was about to dash into Hereford for a pie and a pint with a mate and had to go by bike as I'm too tight to pay to park the car and for some reason they let bikes park for free. Fairly sure that the rad is leaking on the K as it overheated on its way back from the MoT a week or so ago and that is all of 2 miles so decided to give the wee Honda an outing.
Went out to grab the TomTom to find the car park in town and that's when the bloody thing bit me; cold flesh, sharp bit of nonsense and bleeding like a stuck pig.
The things you can't do when you have a dolly on your thumb:
Type things on the sat nag
Pull my over trousers on
Pull up the zip on the boots
Hold the Halvarssons Horse Blanket while I struggle into it
Get the zippers to align properly
Hold it all while I struggle with the zip
By this time the plaster was soaked in blood and now it was all over my brand new, paint-peeling Schuberth helmet and I still had to get into my gloves...
More things I couldn't do:
Hold the helmet while I wash the blood off
Get the helmet on
Do the strap up
Rip the blood soaked plasters off, staunch the blood and go get two more plasters, but getting them out of the fiddly packet is another thing you can't do with a bloody thumb.
Manage to get the dollied thumb into the oversize BMW winter gloves and then have to put the rest of the plasters in my pocket to phaff around all over agin when I take the glove off.
Then more incapacitation:
Can't indicate properly
Can't cancel the indicator even when I remember to do so
Can't open the visor with the left had
Keep slowing down lifting the visor with the right hand
As you can tell, it was a good day, and that was before even more paint fell off the new, new chin bar of my new Schuberth C5. And before the stupid new SC2 intercom system kept telling me it had failed every couple of miles.
On the upside, I couldn't get my wallet out of my pocket in the pub...