This morning, pedalling down Clarence Avenue in Clapham.The road is fairly wide, fairly green, fairly empty. There is a grass verge at the side.
On the verge was a man in his early thirties. He was wearing speedos, and a vest. There was either a towel or what may have been his trousers, about his ankles/on the floor. He was doing what was describable as something between a pretty unenthusiastic but very camp dance, a workout routine and a kind of ‘come on’ to the passing traffic (of which there was very little).
This morning, pedalling down Clarence Avenue in Clapham.The road is fairly wide, fairly green, fairly empty. There is a grass verge at the side.
On the verge was a man in his early thirties. He was wearing speedos, and a vest. There was either a towel or what may have been his trousers, about his ankles/on the floor. He was doing what was describable as something between a pretty unenthusiastic but very camp dance, a workout routine and a kind of ‘come on’ to the passing traffic (of which there was very little).