Up Thursday morning to breakfast and ride to Barrie Robson BMW dealership for a service.ย 

Had to cut through the traffic to arrive on time. However, as I was a day early, I need not have bothered. Yup. I thought my appointment was for Thursday, but it was actually for Friday. Still the nice guys at Barrie Robson ย slotted me in. Needed new tires as well. And rear brake pads.
Rode off after a nice chat, plus one hour to put the handle-bar muffs back on.
Did not ride far. Rear brake locked on. They came out and picked up the bike. Took it back and investigated. Said it was a stone lodged in the lever mechanism! 92,000km and now this? Fixed and tested, I rode off ๐Ÿ™‚

Traffic was busy on the way back, so took the chance to shop for gloves, pick up some cash, and have a cuppa.
When I rode off, traffic was lighter and I quickly arrived home. Parked and popped out for supper.

First stop was for two halves of beer and a small pork pie. No lunch, so I was ready for sustenance.
Just finishing up and a crowd came in, wearing similar t-shirts. Was a company pub-crawl! Don’t get this in Canada!
In York you can drink by following the walls. There are pubs all along the walls, so it makes sense. The walls acting as guides ๐Ÿ™‚

I moved on for a proper supper, in a Thai restaurant.โ€Ž
Funny part was asking for a table. To be told I only had 2hrs brought back memories of school lunches. We ate our 2 courses in 30mins or less ๐Ÿ™‚
Nice soup……

Crispy pork belly……

Walking home I stopped off at last night’s pub. Met Gareth who is also staying at the Saxon House. A fund of stories about the moving business ๐Ÿ™‚ And a poor Sunderland supporter. One more loss and the team is doomed to relegation.
Leicester still need one win to be safe.
And on those cheerful thoughts, we left the pub.

G’nite Alโ€Žl