• Who's the cunt who rides fixed down Rosebery Avenue at about 8.30am, big headphones, often 'singing', in a big bubble?

    Having been waiting at the Mount Pleasant lights for a couple of minutes, keeping an eye on the nodder hordes who gradually amassed around me, I didn't take kindly to your sudden hollering out of nowhere and high speed whipskid right through the stationary crowd and then red light, particularly as you brushed against me.

    If you'd tangled in my bag strap or something, it would've been messy. Stop being selfish, please.

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