Last night, cycling home on the black, slippery streets of London, I was patiently waiting in the pouring rain for a chance to turn onto a very busy, narrow main road when a lady cycled past me with an UMBRELLA.
Now, I've long championed casual commuter cycling. No lycra for me thanks, pal. But even I donned ridiculous bright yellow Dickies plastic pants for the journey home last night. And a hi-vis Sam Browne. I looked like a Licorice Allsort.
And she had an umbrella!
Madness, I tell you.
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