Any question answered...

I'm sitting in a dark room with some weak barley water.

That was quite an experience - what I was doing wrong was that after I had bought my time and it had issued a receipt, I didn't realise I had to put the card in again for it to issue me the user number (13223 if anyone's interested :)

The green light came on and my little heart jumped for joy. I struggled for a minute or so to remove it. The bike, not the heart. My heart almost removed itself from beating so hard after travelling from Waterloo to Leather Lane. How the hell people commute using those I have no idea. The only usable gear is spinnier than you'd use at polo.The bike must weigh a metric fuck-ton. The handling is absolutely ludicrous - as for the geometry..

I've honestly not felt so vulnerable cycling on a road in London. Nor have I put so much in, to get so little out.

It's a conspiracy.

It gets worse:

i used a ken / boris bike 4 times yesterday to whizz around the ditch / clerkenwell.

awesome.