"Oh Shit" moments...

I thought I'd take advantage of a day off work and head out into Essex - I'm in Stratford - on the road bike.

He kindly accepts my apology and pulls the 'bat' up from the lap of the blonde sitting in the passenger seat. It's a brown leather knife sheath about a foot long, he takes out a hunting knife and leans over pointing it at me. He says that under the circumstances he will ignore what I had said, but on any other day he'd of 'cut me into little fucking pieces pal'.

He leans back, reverses out and drives off.

Nice chap.

fuuuuuck