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So this afternoon I was at the southern end of Bayliss Road, waiting for the lights to change so I could head down Kennington Road. This roadie on a very expensive frame, in full race kit, arrives at the junction from the west but stops at the corner, gets off his bike and carries it onto the pavement. Taps it, shakes it, puts it back onto the road just at the very corner and climbs back on it. He probably wants to turn right onto Kennington road, because he's not moving.
A bus passes him and indicates left, but only edges to the left because Mr High End Roadie would clearly be crushed. Mr Roadie just stares ahead. Bus driver edges round a bit more - no response. Toots horn - Mr Roadie stares at bus, turns to stare ahead. Bus driver edges further round until it should be clear that Roadie will be crushed, then stops. Still no movement. Only when I yell "Mate, move your silly bike!" - slightly indistinctly because I am also pissing myself laughing - does he click and retreat onto the pavement. Bus moves on, Roadie finally back on road but lights have changed to let me go. So he RLJs to turn right.
It was nearly the far end of Kennington Road before he caught me, clearly rather pissed off and trying to prove a point - which he couldn't sustain. All the gear, no fucking idea and very few functioning brain cells.
It was yellow, one of those Z-shaped frames called something like a Zeee or a Ceee. Woudn't know because I don't really care about that kind of bike. Presumably most of the owners are not that thick.