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title: "I think the length of our response chain…and no doubt the length of this auxiliary one once it gets…"
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date: 2018-01-08
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> Now, look here … you can’t blame *me* ; PI think the length of our response chain…and no doubt the length of this auxiliary one once it gets going…added to our wanton abuse of the Private Notes system means you have to shoulder at least some of the blame ;P
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> Oh, God … I just re-lived a few moments of my life there : (The feeling of accomplishment when it started just as I was about to give up was like wind beneath the wings though. O’ course, I’d still rather it have started with the bloody key ;D
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Aside — it just tried to kill me again. Sudden loss of traction on the rear wheel.[1] Fortunately I was going fairly slowly in a straight line at the time…!
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> Unfortunately, yes — the Universe can be, as you say, a cruel Mistress at times.Pain is an exceedingly good teacher. Mostly lessons of the “for God’s sakes don’t do *that *again” variety, but nevertheless.
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> so, on balance, I reckon I came up smiling really : )I reckon so. I just don’t see the point in it…I’ve started giving straight answers to ‘how are you’ partially just to throw people off.[4]
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> They can also be [hideously addictive](https://medium.com/@WhereAngelsFearToTread/one-of-these-days-1-df3cf14ebe64) — don’t let them take over your life!…too late :D
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[1] To be entirely fair to the bike, there was a *lot of grit and crap *built up on the road….[2]
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[2] I knew that and was going slow so it still shouldn’t have tried to throw me though…[3]
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[3] Damn thing’s probably trying to get its own back for letting it get so filthy recently…but no sooner do I have it polished up is it covered in mud again >\_<
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[4] If it stops them asking in the future, all the better as far as I’m concerned!
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