Love on the commute

cycling bag

During my early days of cycle commuting, I always sent a text to my darling wife to reassure her I hadn’t been squashed by a forty tonne truck… one morning I received a phone call…. The conversation went something like this

‘Oh you’re alive then’

‘Of course I am, I texted you’

‘No you didn’t’

‘Yes I did’

‘Err… No you didn’t

‘Well I texted someone….’

After I hung up the work phone I checked my mobile…. the text to my regional manager went something like…..

AT WORK, LOVE YOU.

I’d had a reply…..

LOVE YOU TOO

One of life’s D’OH moments