Monday 2 April 2018

Easter time bicycle mechanic

My daughter doesn't drive. More accurately she doesn't have a driver's licence, even though she CAN drive quite well. The rigmarole of going through the testing, and the practice hours, and more testing has seen her turn off driving (no pun intended).

As a result of being licenceless, she either cycles, walks, or takes public transport to wherever she wants to go - or cadges a lift from Mum or Dad.

So, with that build-up, here comes the rant - what in hell is she supposed to do to stop low-life arse-holes from stealing her bicycle? She has had FOUR stolen in the last two years. Padlocks and chains don't stop it, locking it into a "secure locker" at the train station doesn't stop it, parking it in the back yard of her own home doesn't stop it, removing the front wheel doesn't stop it.

Apparently there is a market for cheap, stolen bicycles in other states, and truck-loads traverse the country every week going west to east.

I have spent money and considerable time refurbishing second hand bikes for her, only to get a call a couple of months later to tell me that another bike has gone missing. One was stolen from her college while she was in the emergency ward after a heavy fall - locked in a bike rack, on a campus that has roving security patrols.

If I ever catch the scum, they will regret their lifestyle choices.

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