Riding to work today in South London. Little car behind me starts beeping at me. Won't pass me, just keeps beeping. I get cross and ask "would you mind awfully telling me if you have a problem of some kind?" (although less Downton Abbey and more The Thick of It) A very nice lady points out that my bag is unzipped and could be about to empty the contents all over Peckham High Street.
How stupid do I feel? And then some.
How stupid do I feel? And then some.