roxy I've been asked to write up a bike route to see all the tourist sites of London (or a bunch of em). Mike and I decided to make a day out of it and go for a ride. Got down to Borough market and was taking a picture there (part of the article).
First this mini cooper pulls up, slowly and politely through the crowd. The driver stops next to us, rolls down the window and compliments us on our bikes. He drives off and I say to Mike "Wasn't that Paul Smith?". Just then this blue Mercedes Vito Van comes through the saturday crowd laying on it's horn. I'm fumbling with my bike one foot clipped in (my first day riding Atacs and cleats) and my camera and bag all confused on me. I'm trying to get out of the way but dude is busy yelling at Mike to get out of his way. The guy hits my back wheel and heel meanwhile on the other side he scratches the side of his van on Mike's handlebars (which Mike couldn't possibly move in time and accidently allowed the man to scratch the entire side of his van, darnnit).
Loads of bystanders are asking if I'm alright and Mike follows the guy to erm, get his details.
Anyway, I start walking to get out of there and in front of me is the Paul Smith shop. Sir Smith comes out and wants to talk more bike and I say my back wheel just got hit. He ends up massaging my ankle for me and generally looking after me while entertaining japanese tourists asking to take photos with him.
He even excused the fact that he was driving, saying he had to drop off a bunch of stuff at the shop!
The registration of said driver is LYO5 ORO, by the way....
Also spotted someone on an oldish (though not vintage) black Condor managing to almost get himself hit by a taxi on Endell St around 5 or so today...
Cracking story, what a nice bloke.
Are your wheel and heel okay?