I did a spot of bicycle maintenance this evening, Clare has a new (to her) mountain bike and it needed a little bit of a service.

So, we are all out there and I have the bike upside-down while I check out the front derailer... I span the pedals as I checked the adjustment.. one of the pedals hit me square on the forehead producing a small but heartily bleeding cut!

If it wasn't for the fact that one of the neighbours was out there, I may have said a rude word... I opted for the "pretend nothing has happened and carry on as you were" method of dealing an embarrassing situation.

There is a reason why I work in an office rather than actually on the railway line!