I finished work early today and thought I would head off to Maldon on my bike as it was such a lovely afternoon. Twenty seven miles (at ave.17.9 mph, for those interested) later, I was cruising towards the cafe area in the pedestrian part of the harbour/ park thing, contemplating a slice of bread pudding, when a woman in her twenties decided that I had somehow earned a long lingering look at her bare boobs. She just held open her top in a Benny-Hill-nurse sort of way, for 10 or 15 seconds, until my rolling bike brought me embarrassingly close, then she put them away, giggled with her friend, and wandered off.
Maldon is a rather genteel part of Essex, but I suspect that standards are declining.
Maldon is a rather genteel part of Essex, but I suspect that standards are declining.