Snazy, Vauxhall Cross is rather a complicated junction. The grisly accident I witnessed had the cyclist not availing himself of the well-constructed cycle lanes and safety positions all around the Cross. He was certainly at fault by breaking the law by cycling right through the red light.

I was stationery in the pedestrian/cycle island on the east side going north waiting for the green cycle light to cross. It's amazing how EVERYTHING slows right down when you are standing in front of a collision.

In the mayhem of witnessing the whole thing, I think that I might have met some 007's. Because people poured out from that MI6 building on the northeast corner of the Cross. That's still MI6 there, isn't it?

One Lady "spy" or maybe "M", quickly sized up the area then pulled the cyclist off the road out of the way of the oncoming traffic, I fetched his mangled bike and others assisted the motorcycle rider that had impacted into the cyclist. This all happened just before 7am in the week before Easter 2008.

The motorcyclist and his beautiful Yamaha had somersaulted right over after the impact. Moving in a slow arch like Trinity could do from The Matrix. I think he even landed on his feet. The motorcyclist was completely ok as he was literally in top to toe titanium and leather.

I didn't know how much work and documents were involved as a witness. I had to attend the scene of the accident a week or so later and complete what seemed like a dozen pages of a witness statement. And draw sketches and other things.

Such a lot of work for everyone. Such pain for the cyclist. Just for one simple irresponsible and unskilful action.

I look forward to hearing you shout something at me.