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I walked the other day whilst taking a work call. Some bloke pedalled past and got into the lift and stood near the buttons. I got in, along with a lady and her kid in a pushchair.
Just as the doors started to close, someone else pedalled up but matey near the buttons ignored him. I waddled over and pressed the Open Sesame button to let him in. We exchanged glances, and he shot daggers at matey all the way up
My stories are in fine form this evening
Po po in the Greenwich foot tunnel stopping people cycling this evening. Must admit it's one of the only occasions all year that I've walked through the tunnel. It's quite far.