During my daily commute on my Bianchi bike today, I was dodging buses and police cars in Oxford Street. At the traffic lights next to Marble Arch, a Cav lookalike pulled up next to me.
"Got to respect a lady in heels and Lycra," he said.
I looked him up and down, from his lightweight helmet to his cleats.
"Guess what," I said, "I shave my legs too!"