Girl on a red steel Langster, riding along St. Marks Road with your pack in your left hand; your chain's so slack it looks as if you'll throw your chain the second you accelerate.
Just at the top of the same road, where it joins North Pole Road, bloke on a black fixed bike with red (dark orange?) rims; I'm the guy in a yellow top on a very yellow track bike who DASsed you as he passed.
Not me, but that's my manor - St Quintin Avenue.