Yesterday my bicycle was stolen because I didn't listen to the little voice in my head. You know the one. It says things like "Don't leave your bike out here because someone will take it. Maybe you have done it dozens of times before but that doesn't mean it won't happen today". One the way home I stopped to have a cuppa with Mum and Dad. I left the bike where I always leave it. In full view from the sitting room (next to the kitchen) window. We didn't see anyone walk past but someone took their chance. I wonder how long it will be before I start ignoring the little voice again.
Random thoughts and idle musings