Click-Click

I meant to click up to 2/6 but instead I clicked down the way to 2/4. That left me 2 gears away from where I wanted to be.

So I clicked up twice making a surprisingly audible CLICK-CLICK. Predictably just as I passed a young lady. She looked round and smiled. I realised that she thought I'd made one of these patronising audible kissing noises. Or (less likely) the noise one might make if calling on or urging horses or other animals. Anyway, she smiled and her smile was strangely crooked and seemed to be painted on. She was also wearing an eye-patch and possibly a wig.

This entire incident, largely due to the nature of cycling, was over in a couple of seconds but, honestly, it felt like a bleak farce of interminable length.