The London tubes (underground) have been on strike for 3
days this week. So what to do for
transport … like the other 2 million a
day tube users who shouldn't be above ground, or on the road, let alone on a
bicycle, I decided to use one of the London cycles (nick named Boris bikes) that
are for hire all over the city.
How hard could it be .. I put my foot on the pedal to climb
on-board and immediately and without any grace at all slipped off the pedal and
face planted onto the very robust handlebars.
I came up with badly split and rapidly swelling lips and spitting out
bits of one of my front teeth.
I had injured
myself at zero miles an hour without even getting on a bike!! I slunk off home thinking that the Doll will
give me sympathy and patch me up. I got in the door and she looked at me and
said “what happened to you, Homer Simpson lips?” A long silence followed … and
then the Doll said “Hey Homer loves
pizza so why don’t I take you out for pizza later. It’s soft and you can put it in through one side of
your face .. probably.” How could I
refuse such a romantic offer? So off we went to Franco Manca, my favourite
pizza joint.


There’s a specials board, as well as a few every changing other things to add to your chosen pizza topping. This time there was sheep prosciutto and I asked the waiter what it was like. He said “it’s the same as prosciutto made from porks, only it’s made from sheeps”. Naturally I had to try some. Like everything at Franco Manca it didn’t make a big noise about itself, just went about being delicious and making you mentally plan when you’ll be back next … without Homer.