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Ok,it's a dark green specialised Langster with lime green velocity wheels and black tyres.
Narrow purple flat bars with purple grips and black bar ends, blue front brake lever and XTR clipless pedals.
The frame has loads of green worlds end courier stickers and a smiley face sticker on the head tube.
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edit I know it's a long shot but our cyclist's bike was just stolen from Stamford Bridge by some kids. It's a dark green Specialised Langster with cut down purple handle bars (straight), blue brake lever and green rims, so pretty recognisable. He's understandably completely gutted so if you spot it please let me know.
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This morning I spoke to a student of the cyclist killed on Grays Inn rd (a 38 year old lecturer from UCl). She was shocked it hadn't been reported, mid conversation we had to jump back out of the way of two skip lorries cutting that corner of Grays Inn rd and guildford st, the cracked pavement bares testament to this being a regular occurence. What she did say was that the police had mentioned proposed legislation regarding HGV access to certain London roads. Has anyone else heard anything about this?
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not funny but animatable I suppose
PRAYER BEFORE BIRTH
I am not yet born; O hear me.
Let not the bloodsucking bat or the rat or the stoat or theclub-footed ghoul come near me.
I am not yet born, console me.
I fear that the human race may with tall walls wall me,with strong drugs dope me, with wise lies lure me, on black racks rack me, in blood-baths roll me.
I am not yet born; provide me
With water to dandle me, grass to grow for me, trees to talkto me, sky to sing to me, birds and a white light in the back of my mind to guide me.
I am not yet born; forgive me
For the sins that in me the world shall commit, my wordswhen they speak me, my thoughts when they think me, my treason engendered by traitors beyond me, my life when they murder by means of my hands, my death when they live me.
I am not yet born; rehearse me
In the parts I must play and the cues I must take whenold men lecture me, bureaucrats hector me, mountains frown at me, lovers laugh at me, the white waves call me to folly and the desert calls me to doom and the beggar refuses my gift and my children curse me.
I am not yet born; O hear me,
Let not the man who is beast or who thinks he is Godcome near me.
I am not yet born; O fill me
With strength against those who would freeze myhumanity, would dragoon me into a lethal automaton, would make me a cog in a machine, a thing with one face, a thing, and against all those who would dissipate my entirety, would blow me like thistledown hither and thither or hither and thither like water held in the hands would spill me.
Let them not make me a stone and let them not spill me.
Otherwise kill me.
Hi just wanted to say hello formally.
I live in wc1 and usually ride a pink preuss (fixed), otherwise I ride a colnago single speed with a really bad pink spray job. I ride from mount pleasant to work in sw6, so see a few of you overtaking me most days.