
My commute to work was made excellent the other day when I saw a motorcyclist try to ride on the pavement to avoid a traffic queue, lose control, fall off and land bollock-first on a concrete bollard. He was fine, eventually – but tell us your tales of the old blinding agony to the gentleman's or gentlewoman's area.
( , Thu 7 Mar 2013, 12:50)
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Apparently the other was in the Albert Hall. Nice guy, but he tended to get a bit angry and go off on a rant when he was drunk. I wonder what happened to him.
( , Sat 9 Mar 2013, 22:19, 1 reply)
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