· mumblings ·

Mr. Bsag and I went to London today to visit the Royal Academy Summer show (more on that story later^1^). On our way back on the Oxford Tube, we saw half a dozen inline skaters weaving around Park Lane, looking like toreadors taunting the taxis and buses, touching the cars then sweeping away. They must do it for the adrenaline buzz — I don't fancy even driving a car around that chaotic race track.

^1^Said in my best 'Dead Ringers doing Michael Buerk' doom-laden voice.