Embarrassing

So I provided Sharon with yet another reason to end this relationship yesterday!

I did no cycling training this weekend, but thought to indulge in a bit of wacky outdoor sporting fun with a 4.5 metre power kite borrowed from former housemate Juls. Taking it down to Sharon's folks house, I then proceeded to fly it in their front garden. After a period of dragging myself around the grass, and Sharon's brother Dave and Dad enjoying the banter, Sharon's brother then suggested one last flight, so I agreed. I was running late for a meeting, but thought, what harm can it do?

The kite went up, and stayed up in the air for a couple of minutes, before pulling me across the garden and flying straight into the roof of her parents house, entangling itself in the chimney pots. I turned to Dave, and looked at my future brother in law, doubled over in laughter. The following 45 minutes was a rescue mission involving four people, a ladder, a JCB and a pair of welly boots. I'll post a photo at some point for evidence and your enjoyment.