• A big fuck you to the twat who undertook me by an inch on the first turn out of my work.

    A giant fuck you to the cunt on a motorbike who tried to physically force me off the road at the next lights, who then gave me a load of lip about "you cyclists are all the same" for some reason. I did the only mature thing which was to physically block him with my bike as the lights went green and he nearly had a heart attack with rage.

    Fuck you to the messenger who RLJ'd his way from Kennington to Herne Hill but thanks for the free ride behind you on the headwind stretches.

    But most of all fuck me up the arse with a Charles and Diana royal wedding commemorative teaspoon for getting wound up by all this shit.

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