Not content with merely participating, D insisting on having his high viz bib signed by 4 members of Team Sky. To his eternal shame he only recognised one of them, Chris Sutton, or was it  Geraint Thomas? It wasn’t Bradley and we had to explain to mum that Cav don’t ride for Sky.

Not a huge turn out for LFGSS or the courier community as a whole. No surprise there. Suffice to say London Calling is only a couple of weeks away.

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D. Went on the glorious leaders, Boris, Ruperts & probably Daves Skyride. He ate the cheap arse Chinese foam saddle.

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Delivering pop corn to Leicester Square via Lisle street, Chinatown. I asked the geezer if that much popcorn weighed a lot, “No” He replied through a forlorn grimace. Turned out he’d already lost a palate due to it’s unusual handling qualities.

Recommended, Chinatown early AM on a late summer morning. What better.

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An absolutely stunning example of “multi cultural laughing at pasta” on the hoarding surrounding what once was the Packington estate.

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Plastic Surgery Disasters

If you only watch one filum in your life, make absolutely sure it’s Sly Stalones new masterpiece, ” The Expendables” what a total bucket of limp cock, two hours of my life gone forever. Whilst everybody else is having it large @ carnival, sippin Wray & Nephew and drawing deep on the collie weed. I sat through this $82 million blockbuster expecting self referential irony. How wrong was I. Only our third night out since the D arrived & we pissed it against the wall in the Rich Mix, which coincidently smelt faintly of poo.

Should have hung out till nine and seen Inception but it started to late. The evening was redemeed by the Calzone @ the Stingwray, a few bottles of Nastro Azzurro & a large brandy.

I’ve written to Sly asking for my money back.

To the bubble headed fucktard who walked through a gap in the stationary traffic & into my path. “You did not hear my bell because you were plugged into your ipod. You did not see me because you were not looking. Ipso facto ” This plate of egg & chips is more aware of it’s surroundings than you. It’s also a lot tastier & better company.

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Jahara Gypsy Spells. Angel in the Fields, Thayer & George. Marylebone W1.

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