When I spotted this fearsome sight on the Baum Bicycle Bridge this morning, a nasty chill ran down my spine. I almost dared go no further.
But, summoning the last shreds of my tattered courage, I pressed on. If we give in to fear of roving bicycle gangs armed with spray paint, then the roving bicycle gangs armed with spraypaint will have won.
Mercifully, I was allowed to complete my morning ride unmolested. This time.