I did notice an odd compulsion on the part of many cyclists to urinate against the hedges of people's houses, rather than the many miles of hedgerow in the open countryside. That, in itself, doesn't make much noise, of course, but it may have given a bit of a start to any insomniacs or early-morning bladder-emptiers, when they looked out their windows to see helmetted silhouettes along the front of their house...
I did notice an odd compulsion on the part of many cyclists to urinate against the hedges of people's houses, rather than the many miles of hedgerow in the open countryside. That, in itself, doesn't make much noise, of course, but it may have given a bit of a start to any insomniacs or early-morning bladder-emptiers, when they looked out their windows to see helmetted silhouettes along the front of their house...