Been a while…anyway here is a dozy bitch who doesn’t know here green-cross code…
It’s an endless cycle… you scare one to death, yet there is always another one on the next corner/day/week to take his place. I get one-two a week usually, but I do ride late evenings, lots of drunks at that time.
Thought the title was a name of a band 
Is it just me, who thinks this is a normal, everyday, to be expected event in central London?
Perhaps having ridden in and walked around Ho Chi Minh in Vietnam, pretty much nothing surprises me.
haha 