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Some fucking tosscannon 'driving' a car suddenly appeared within a centimetre of my right hand side, last night, on my way home from work. The passenger had their window down and started to have a go at me for being in ‘their lane' (Borough High Street - the one lane bit, travelling southbound). The driver said nothing, while I told them my perception of what had happened and what should have actually happened. Unfortunately they were battenburg-brained fucknooses and are highly likely to run someone over who is in 'their lane' in the future. Ter-wats.
This morning's ride in was quite tasty. Cheers.
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Word up.
It’s been an absolute joy since I swapped Walworth Road/Elephant for a straight burn through Burgess Park. No idea why I hadn’t make that change well before recent times.
Also, I keep seeing a worrying trend of single speed/geared bikes with no back brake – at least one a day now. It’s okay for areas such as Dalston where these riders not only look really cool, but they are protected by their cloak of invincibility (this is known as the wax jacket in the ye olde backwoods of beyond); down south they’re just asking for a sodding mischief. People are idiots.
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Looks lovely. I'd be well up for this.