Spotted...

Spotted: Me, on the tarmac, at New Cross. Just tangled with fluff's wheel, us trying to turn right across the road, where no car thinks we should be, despite there being a cycle route there.

The cabbie behind was actually quite civil and asked me if I'm all right. I was. My bartape's fucked though.

oh no! Fluff was telling me last night that she was looking forward to riding in with you - what happened?