A guy near Southwark last night pulled up behind me at the lights and, after staring at my bike for a bit, says "nice tyres".
In my confusion (they are Conti 4000s) I mumbled a thanks and rode off. It was only a few miles later I wondered if he was calling me fat! Cheeky bugger.
Anyway, to the guy with a wicker basket strung to his back riding towards London Bridge - hi.
A guy near Southwark last night pulled up behind me at the lights and, after staring at my bike for a bit, says "nice tyres".
In my confusion (they are Conti 4000s) I mumbled a thanks and rode off. It was only a few miles later I wondered if he was calling me fat! Cheeky bugger.
Anyway, to the guy with a wicker basket strung to his back riding towards London Bridge - hi.