Spotted...

Spotted: muppets on bikes everywhere this week.
From the bloke in work boots flat out horizontally wrestling with a road bike in top gear to the chap in flip flops risking pretty horrific foot injury trying to race his fixiebike on flat pedals.
A few people doing the self-defeating "jump halfway across every junction" thing, so you can't see the lights turn green, then everyone sails past and you haven't saved yourself any time at all.
Fucking loads of people passing buses and lorries on the left.
Oh, and possibly the most perfect example of a fluoro nodder I've ever seen.

Also a speccy green t-shirt on a red BSA (?) with neon yellow rims (blurgh, sorry) and little choppy risers, whipping across Old St r'bout, riding like the king of the hipsters. Only seen a photo of edscoble but looked a bit like you?

Judging by the number of spots, there are a lot of people who look like edscoble. ;)

MA3k on monday night, Bank

HillBilly last night, London Bridge

Ray Ray, Thsi morning, Nr Whatever bridge Road

Tika on the hipsta highway last night - good to see your still got the hammer down despite those knees ;)

it's been said before but i can't get over how many riders hit clerkenwell road!

Also the ever impressive Velcro working it for the BBC cameras.... A natural!

Great to catch up for that beer man, lets do it again next westies

oh also spotted Weee Mike just past ladbroke grove station. evening sir, even that bike squeeks...

Nice skid and hopping around Mr Brick!

BRM, vauxhall to chelsea, good riding with you this morning richie...

though the traffic on the embankment sucked balls...

sorry didn't get to say goodbye.

yeah man, horror traffic this morning.
Good to see you.

Saw bladder fingaz again, with a big grin on his face.

Dammit this morning on the Deptford to London Bridge terror run proving to both of us that smoking and riding aren't brilliant bed fellows.

I'm ascribing my out of breathness to the epic catch up pace that I had to put on after you whipped past me down Deptford Church street, nothing to do with 20 rollups a day.

Nothing I tell you.

yeah man, horror traffic this morning.
Good to see you.

Saw bladder fingaz again, with a big grin on his face.

Traffic was alright going the other way, although the legions of uber-competitive bikeradar-roadie-types were pretty annoying. And of course a big grin for the Bum Raping Mexican ;-)

A guy in a checked shirt, jeans, + helmet on a fixie who almost got squashed by a Garbage truck on chelsea embankment just after chelsea bridge.

Close call there.

nothing to do with 20 rollups a day.

Nothing I tell you.

you talkin fruit roll-ups?

Traffic was alright going the other way, although the legions of uber-competitive bikeradar-roadie-types were pretty annoying. And of course a big grin for the Bum Raping Mexican ;-)

Ole!

Dude, Brix lives just across from me in my block of flats, she is very eccentric to say the least and a real fucking snob, i wear no shoes and shit around our floor, down to the basement car park and walk around dirty and shit from cleaning my bike, just don't get dressed up to go to the corner store u know and her and her bloke (old enough to be her dad) just fucking look me up and down all the time - blatantly..... so no excuses for her man,,,,, ;)

Her husband is Philip Start and owns 'START' shops on Rivington St, he started the 'Woodhouse' stores back in the early 80's and sold the business for a mint! Multi millionaire
You're right though, he's a right miserable cunt!

i wear no shoes and shit around our floor

Not surprised they look down on you personally! :)

2 guys on Berner St. bout 10 mins ago. One with a bright green Bj (yellow decals, and drops). Other with what looked like a clear-coated frame, brass/gold looking headset, and risers.

Young lady, long dark hair, purple frame, white spok upfront, shaftsbury avenue @ 9:35 this morning. Word.

One hard ass mo' f*ck with "Fixed" tattooed in cursive down his right calf. Respect, good sir.

...on Clerkenwell at Aldersgate/Goswell

wibble in peckham this morning. that road was chocker dude - anyway, good to see ya.

A pleasure as always my good man, no matter how brief.. Yeah, it was mental all the way down to Camberwell Green! Also thanks for snapping me out of my daze. I was sitting behind that lorry for about 5 minutes thinking more about the exam I was riding to than the traffic I was in..

Me, smokin a fully lycra'd up roadie from the lights and all the way across Tower Bridge on the way home yesterday, you tried...you failed, all the gear....no idea ;)
Better luck next time ol chap!

Me, smokin a fully lycra'd up roadie from the lights and all the way across Tower Bridge on the way home yesterday, you tried...you failed, all the gear....no idea ;)
Better luck next time ol chap!

Even more impressive given the wind resistance your enormous head must cause :)

the thing about toasting lycra-clad roadies is that there is a fair chance they're on their way back from a 60-mile training ride and are shagged. you never know.

Even more impressive given the wind resistance your enormous head must cause :)

I know, and thats not even taking into account my ridiculously wide bars, silly Q factor bmx cranks, big tyres, ridiculously non-aero riding position, and of course my massive arse, I even impressed myself!

the thing about toasting lycra-clad roadies is that there is a fair chance they're on their way back from a 60-mile training ride and are shagged. you never know.

You're probably right, but I try not to think about that when i'm smiling due to what I childishly percieve as my small Victory, over someone on a superior bike in proper cycling gear :p

Her husband is Philip Start and owns 'START' shops on Rivington St, he started the 'Woodhouse' stores back in the early 80's and sold the business for a mint! Multi millionaire
You're right though, he's a right miserable cunt!

I know his son.

Weird fact, I went to see one of the Disney movies with Brix. Possibly Aladdin. She dropped a full bag of maltesers on the floor which made a bit of a racket during a quiet bit - she found this very funny.

There you go - not quite a pisti story, but what can you do.