This morning’s first wanker was in New Cross. He saw me cycling down New Cross Road, as he was waiting to turn onto the same road. Rather than wait until the road was clear, he nudged the front of his car into the road, far enough to stop me, but not far enough to trouble the motorists alongside me. As I was forced to stop next to his window, he turned and shouted “Know your place, woman” before driving off.

Our second wanker caught me on Greenwich High Road as we waited at some temporary lights. After shouting “Oi!” repeatedly, I turned to see him pretending to masturbate. We were next to Greenwich Pumping Station, which is probably a coincidence since he didn’t seem bright enough to have come up with a contextual sex-based comment.