Let Op!

Last week, I leaned on my handlebars and felt them give a little bit. Then I did it again two days ago. I thought that a bolt (or screw) was loose and that they were slipping a bit. When I tried to bed them back up, it wouldn't budge. Then I looked at the front side of the vertical bar of the handle bars.
Apparently, it's splitting and it's going to break in half at some point. The hole probably didn't help. It lets water in. And the crack is rusty. It's probably been a while coming.

I cannot imagine what a nightmare it would be if I was riding along, and I pushed down while I was on the road and it bent down really far or broke off. I would be a horrific wipe out. It could be ridiculously gory. I rode it today, but I was very conscious of the weak spot. We're going to take it to the bike shop tomorrow. We bought it there. It's been two years, but you'd think a Dutch bike should last a little longer than two years.

I don't have a car, but my transportation still needs to be maintained.

Let op! by the way, means " Careful!"

Meringue update:

Fred's third meringue (a few days ago) didn't work out. It was too dark and raw in the middle. This afternoon, he made his fourth meringue. It was just the slightest bit cream colored (perfect) and he let it sit in the oven until it cooled all the way down. It was raw in the middle.

He just put his fifth attempt (the second in a day) into the oven. It's going to sit in 90 degree C oven for an hour and a half and then in the oven until it cools down. He made it fairly thin. It's also now on baking paper and not the silicone thing we have for baking. I like that he keeps trying. I keep telling him. "Try again."

I'm ready to sit and knit. It was a full week.