Dickhead's never going to believe me, is he? I was picking up DS3's Christmas bike today, so after I struggled to put the bike rack on by myself for the first time I thought I'd make use of it and deliver Dickhead's bike to him, to make room in the shed (and get rid of the bloody thing.) So off I go to his house when the whole thing falls off the back of the car, Dickhead's (expensive) bike, the rack and all, just missing the car behind! Gulp! One very buckled wheel and a bit of help from passing motorists later I deliver said bike to Dickhead's house, then safely collect DS3's bike. I'm torn between being shaky and hysterical laughter...