You get to see some odd sights on the Ha'penny Hatch. This afternoon's sight from my balcony looked like this.
A woman cycling over the bridge saw me on my bike and asked whether I had a pump for her very flat front tyre. As I fiddled vainly with my pump valve adaptor, I mentioned something about Chris Moyles. ''Oh yes'' she said and, leaning forward she confided, ''He's a twat. He talks rubbish.''
So there you have it: bicycle maintenance, astute criticisms of popular culture and work for the BBC costumes department, all on our bridge.