I was buzzing along, minding my own business, enjoying the fine British summer we are having, when there was a blood curdling visceral scream. Couldn't quite tell if it was a greeting, or an exclamation of exestential angst of someone railing against the insane futility of it all. By the time I located the source all I could see was a shadowy figure stealthily sliding into the traffic and away.
Ah, that explains it.
I was buzzing along, minding my own business, enjoying the fine British summer we are having, when there was a blood curdling visceral scream. Couldn't quite tell if it was a greeting, or an exclamation of exestential angst of someone railing against the insane futility of it all. By the time I located the source all I could see was a shadowy figure stealthily sliding into the traffic and away.
Hi ya!