This morning's commute and other commuting stories

I had one of those mornings where I became convinced I was on some hidden camera show. No light would turn green until the precise second I put my foot down. Seriously.

Every.
Single.
Light.
All.
The.
Way.
In.

Trackstand or GTFO

I managed to get a lesson in track standing from Dammit this morning along Whitehall. All I got out of the session was that my bike was not custom bling enough to trackstand effectively.

Thank goodness I was there to put my foot down otherwise we would have been there for aaaaaages.