Spotted...

Was that a forumenger waiting at the toucan crossing by wickes/petsathome on blackheath road with a fixed gear with light colour taped bullhorns about 8pm this evening?

T4. VBR/Warwick Way. Hiya!

Brakless chap with a pink frame, white rear rim and gold (i think!) front rim at W'loo roundabout this morning. RED!

Also a chap on a nice white Felt track frame commuting from E&C to the Strand. Seen you a few times now, hai!

I saw a girl who looked like jayloo in a Cafe Nero on Saturday. Kept staring at her like some kind of really creepy stalker type until she started looking a bit nervous and I felt so embarrassed I had to leave.

/CSB*

*creepy story, bro :(

A woman "crossing" herself this morning as she undertook the task of getting around Shepherds Bush Green.

And Boris Johnson bumbling his way through an on-the-move interview at outside SB tube. He obliged when I RLJ'd and bellowed "Bozza, give us a wave".

"Bozza stop painting blue shiny kak everywhere at great expense and invest in an actual fleet of White elephants!" (would be safer).

Jamie, this morning in Greenwich. Nice to have some company on the roll into town. Love the day-glo bike colour!

Saw a guy coming down lewisham way on a rather pretty Gitane waring a london A-Z jersey.
Anyone on here?

Chap on a nice Charharrt (sp?) frame with deep wheels, white front and black rear just heading up the hill from Putney towards Wimbledon. Very pretty bike sir. would have DASed you, but was a bit worried about causing you to hunt for me in my nice warm car.

Good to see you too, Rich. Looks like rain for Friday :(

Jamie, this morning in Greenwich. Nice to have some company on the roll into town. Love the day-glo bike colour!

About 200 roller-bladers going down Charing Cross Road yesterday afternoon at about 3.30pm.

Carnage on the CS3 this evening about half 6. Dayglo nodder type sitting on the ground looking a bit sore and sad, surrounded by a small crowd of concerned onlookers. Fixie skidder type with d-lock in belt and beanie looking a bit sheepish, reluctantly apologizing. Reckon you might be on here. If you are, tell us a story.

Tonight around 6pm on Commercial Road > East India Dock Road. Messenger/Courier maybe? Had 'Fuck' and 'taxis' decalled to his calf muscles for all taxis to see. A bit like this:

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Loving the protest!

he fucks taxis?

Tonight around 6pm on Commercial Road > East India Dock Road. Messenger/Courier maybe? Had 'Fuck' and 'taxis' decalled to his calf muscles for all taxis to see. A bit like this:

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Loving the protest!
His mother must be so proud.

Tonight around 6pm on Commercial Road > East India Dock Road. Messenger/Courier maybe? Had 'Fuck' and 'taxis' decalled to his calf muscles for all taxis to see. A bit like this:

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Loving the protest!

Read back a few pages, theres a photo of him.

Black cab drivers generally seem to quite enjoy seeing him about from the conversations I've had.

So 3 times now i've gotten a rush hr train from bumblefuck Surrey to Waterloo & there has been this improbable 34ish yrs old guy (Guy A), black fixie, stickers like 'pussy mobile' etc.

Guy A gets off the train at Waterloo & rapidly glides his bike into the hands of another guy, Guy B, who has seemingly just been waiting on the platform for this exchange. Guy B looks around 45 with no intention of ever getting into a saddle.
They never talk.
Guy B wheels it through the barriers & disappears into the station crowd.
But THEN, Guy A always cycles past me on that same bike outside the station. Skipping all the reds of course.

What is this. I demand an answer.

None of your business?

Oh, yeah? Well, I'm making it my business, pal.

resumes watching latest episode of Sherlock Holmes

sherlock has the answer

So 3 times now i've gotten a rush hr train from bumblefuck Surrey to Waterloo & there has been this improbable 34ish yrs old guy (Guy A), black fixie, stickers like 'pussy mobile' etc.

Guy A gets off the train at Waterloo & rapidly glides his bike into the hands of another guy, Guy B, who has seemingly just been waiting on the platform for this exchange. Guy B looks around 45 with no intention of ever getting into a saddle.
They never talk.
Guy B wheels it through the barriers & disappears into the station crowd.
But THEN, Guy A always cycles past me on that same bike outside the station. Skipping all the reds of course.

What is this. I demand an answer.

Sounds like a way for guy A to avoid being fined at the gate for carrying a non-folding bike into central London at rush hour. I don't see what's in it for guy B, though. Maybe they're friends or colleagues.

Just a guess!

you could ask him?

Origamist at E&C. nice chatting to you briefly.

Don the DeerStalker, waggle your pipe in his face and start deducing from your mind skills?

Something about trains.

Guy A is not allowed to bring his bike into London on the rush hour train and has teamed up with an accomplice to smuggle his bike through...

Guy B, just prior to the arrival of guy A's train takes an identical bike through to the platform ostensibly to board an outbound train. You are allowed to board a bike departing London in the morning rush hour so he has no problem. He locks this bike on the platform and waits for the arrival of guy A who hands him his bike. Guy B takes the bike back through the barrier telling the ticket collectors that he has suddenly decided not to take his bike and is leaving it outside the station. Guy B and A meet up to re-exchange bike, guy A cycles to work and guy B returns to the platform, collects his bike and completes his journey to work in Bumblefuck. In the evening rush hour the perform a ruse in reverse, probably based on a forgotten umbrella or suitcase left on the train.

Clever part is to have a bike that is distinctive and incongruous to the riders but similar enough to each other that the the ticket collector thinks it is the same bike being taken back through the barriers. It does rely on finding a fellow cyclist who commutes the same route as you but in the opposite direction.

Of course if they were really clever they would just lock each bike outside their departure stations and exchange keys. Tell him that next time you see him, it'll blow his mind.