Spotted...

Ha ha... can you leave the soup out of this - it has a thread of its own.
I head down brixton rd, right at the war museum then over blackfriars and up to barbican. No one cycles this route - its like everyone keeps going and I turn off (obviously on their way to jobs far better than mine).

Count yourself lucky flower. The number of utter cunts in the Bishopsgate cluster-fuck of a morning is outrageous.

None with a helmet and none with any control. Like herding fucking cats!