One bleeding thing after the other!

emilia, i saw you in acton high street, waiting to cross the lights, red, bike, 2 tryes over your shoulders. i was sitting outside a pub. apparently one of the locals was talking to you about your bike. it was locked up there 5 mins before i got there.

bad luck all the same.

Were you the chap who was checking out my bike while I was in the pub? I was watching you through the window, to make sure you weren't thinking of nicking it! Nice to not-quite-meet you...

those little kids are now disassembling someone's bike with your multitool

...muttermuttermutteri'lldisassemblethemifigetmyhandsonthemmuttermuttermutter...