Brick Lane, 20th April 2021
Walking just in front of me across the top of Brick Lane are a mum and a teenage daughter. As they cross the road towards Shoreditch a bike whizzes through the crossroads towards us.
The mum clocks this, pulls back - then steps into the path of the cyclist, arms back ready for a fight -
“We have the green man you muppet!”
The cyclist jolts a moment but keeps going.
The teenage daughter’s shoulders hunch - she walks quickly beside her mum, head down.
“Oh god, like you’re going to take on the cyclist!?”
“I DO not give a TOSS.”
“Oh my GOD mum…”
I want to tell the mum she’s a hero but don’t. I’m sure the daughter secretly she is anyway.