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Hey, I don't know if this is useful, but via my job I have links to some parts of the Olympic build and some of the (plant) training that is taking place for it in and around London. I could happily speak to the guys that run these centres/sites and ask if they would dish out some leaflets/info/stick up a poster so that any HGV drivers coming on site get to read some of this stuff. Let me know.

You could've raped him?

I thought about that, but I don't really go for blondes.

I half expect piano wire to be strung across my path.....maby a little too paranoid!

That actually happened a year or two ago. Sliced the neck of a woman and killed her. Nice.

Worst I've had (apart from accidental spit headed my way from another cyclist) is a stone chucked at me by some kid that hit my knee and bounced into my jaw. It fucking hurt. But what could I do? I wasn't going to punch the ten year-olds that did it. Although if I knew I'd get away with it...I'd fucking chop their noses off.

I'd never heard of these until I just read the Evening Standard. Looks like a sound plan considering what's happened in the past few weeks alone with left turning lorries.

You can see the article here on HGV blind spots here:

http://www.thisislondon.co.uk/standard/article-23562428-details/The+lorry+lens+to+stop+cyclists+being+killed/article.do

Ghost bikes are mentioned too...

This guy is starting to sound like some mythical cycling grim reaper from out of the ether.
Perhaps, if he's the bad guy, we need some kind of folk hero to duel with him. We could even give him a super hero name like Steed-light or Lightning-Fork.

But yeah, seriously, he sounds like a cock and should offer to repair Tom's bike. Hope Tom's not hurt.

ok spotted a few today one black with drop bars and orange wheels I think riding into Epsom this morning.

and a surly and a Raleigh in Brighton

That sounds like me and my little buddy - who was hit by a drunk driver when we got back to London that night. His bike is no more, but he's OK. Eek.

I don't want to laugh in case this happens to me one day. It never has, but I don't find getting my feet free an issue...but I'm not taking any chances with the Foot Strap Gods. I'd fucking DIE of shame.

Nah, fuck it. That's hilarious. What a doink. Imagine the panic you must feel: "I'm going! I'm flippin' going over! I hope no one is looking! Agggghhhhhh, I'm on the flippin' floor! The lights have bloody changed! Aggghhhhhieeeee."

In the five years I've been riding in London, I've really never had many problems with pedestrians. Sure, they like to wonder into the road with ear-phones on without looking, but they're soft and squidgey and they don't break my bike. Mini-bus vans like the one this morning however...they're not so soft and squidgey.

A few months back though I did hit a drunk guy who was pushed in front of me by his friends. Boy oh boy, that must have really, really hurt him. He was floored, but I managed to make myself look mildly graceful, all things considered. I didn't hang about for fisticuffs. they were all quite pissed and scary.

Gotta say, man, that you'll not really be in control if your feet aren't strapped in. You should give Power Grips a try. Spazzy logo, but I like them, and your feet go in and out easily.

My first time riding fixed was fine until I needed to fart. I stood up on the bike and my brain just went weird and couldn't get to grips without the freewheel. One week and you'll be fine though (strapped in, that is).

That's excellent. You know, I'd much rather stick that to someone's car than get in another slanging match in the road. Or on the visor of scooter rider. Those guys drive me nuts some days.

Very good. That made me laugh enough to do a small sex-wee.

I think he had a cold because it had thick yellow bits in it. I had to wash in fire when I got home I felt so dirty.

So, I'm riding home this evening, enjoying that low sun, gliding along and I overtook this city guy on a chunky mountain bike - and just as I passed him, he turned his fat head and spat out a huge snot ball. It hit me right in my groin and just sat there, wobbling about. I almost crashed with disbelief. I slowed down to give him a speech on the Dos and Don'ts of spitting whilst riding (there are rules, and they aim at the gutter), but he peddled off super quick.

I stopped, flicked that oyster off with a twig and then peddled like the wind to track that asshole down. I found him at some red lights, and he went beetroot when I pointed at my soggy groin. He then said sorry.

I wanted to take a shit on him or something, but too much time had passed.

Spit left. Please.

How long did it take you, Crispin?

I went yesterday too. Was pretty nice day for a ride.

Note to self: remember map and wallet next time. What a donk.

God help us if some doink from the Anti Cycling League gets on here, reads all of these testimonies and sends them off to the London papers.

But yeah, I do enjoy riding drunk, and last week raced my friend from Camden to West Ken and probably had the best ride of my life. Boner inducing stuff.

Er, yes.

I love this comment from Thomas, Cardiff:

Standing up; the one fact which I remember from cycle proficiency training is that you should never, ever, stand up. The trainer even went as far as to say that standing up to cycle off after the end of the test would result in an instant fail. I can't comment on its effect on cycling efficiency, but from a cycling proficiency standpoint, it's apparently a big no-no.

He's like a man-child.

One of the mags I work for organised a track day for architects at Herne Hill the other week... One particularly annoying colleague now likes to impress me with her knowledge of track cycling history cuz she's had to research it for the article they ran, she doesn't even own a bike... I think it's all good tho', the GB cycling team deserve the recognition...

Building?

get a set of these

http://bontrager.com/model/06760/en

do they fare well on a road?

I can't tell you how angry Timmy has just made me. What a toadwank.

You got the fah and mini, perfect choice of lock, all you need is to simply lock it carefully.

did your mate lock his bike up properly, i.e. not round a bollards?

I'm not sure actually, I'll question him later as it was a lovely little ride, despite the lock costing more than the bike.

My mate's bike was stolen from there on Saturday evening (on loan from my dad as his other bike was stolen two weeks before), so I'd say take the bus. I fucking hate those thieving little cuntfucks.

I'll check the back end to be sure, but thanks.

Dave.

Not much oil on the chain (I'm not quite sure how much fixed chains need compared to my normal road bike), but the cranks are well greased and the chain is tight (it's also straight out of Brixton Cycles, so I was hoping it was well set-up).

Ta.