• Some fucking tosscannon 'driving' a car suddenly appeared within a centimetre of my right hand side, last night, on my way home from work. The passenger had their window down and started to have a go at me for being in ‘their lane' (Borough High Street - the one lane bit, travelling southbound). The driver said nothing, while I told them my perception of what had happened and what should have actually happened. Unfortunately they were battenburg-brained fucknooses and are highly likely to run someone over who is in 'their lane' in the future. Ter-wats.

    This morning's ride in was quite tasty. Cheers.

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