[QUOTE 2063274, member: 1314"]Cycling home last night about 5.20 I stopped at reds on the Farringdon Road between Greville and Charterhouse Streets heading South towards Blackfriars Bridge.
Heard behind me, in a slow measured heavily accented Arnie “Terminator” Shwaz type accent:
“Goooorrrrreeeee cycle clllloooothing. The best in the world if not the Universsssssssse.” (I was wearing gore, the tart I am.)
Nutter, thought I, and looked behind me.
Big bloke, on an expensive mtb, BIG heavy lock around his shoulder and waist, stopped behind me. He stared at me impassively. Hmmm, doesn’t seem like a nutter I thought. Looks as though he’s spent a day in an office, on his way home.
Not really knowing what to do I just grinned and gave him a thumbs up.
Lights changed, we went, and as he passed I heard in that grumblingly slow caniform accent
“Fiiixxxeeed Wheeeeeelllllll”
as he passed. Then I heard him start singing, still remaining impassive, as he headed towards the bridge.[/quote]
Sounds like an escapee from a local protective establishment if you ask me!