Again again again

I had foolishly mis-managed my diary which meant I had unavoidable social engagements clashing with this year's London World Naked Bike Ride. What an idiot.

Luckily flickr has come to my rescue and many of these shots, mostly from yesterday's London event, seem to show it was a bumper year for spectacularly good-looking men.

There also appear to have been the usual crop of deliciously modest winkies:

People riding in thematic teams seem to have featured, too:

And that chap on the right (above) appears here in dramatic close-up (below):

As always, there are the clueless -- it is particularly unfortunate that these two fine-looking chaps seem not to have understood the concept of "naked":

While this photographer captured this pair in several shots, each time, alas, cropping out their heads. I'd still take the chap on the right. Anytime:

In the home stretch now, and the penultimate shot shows a dreamy sort of chap with what appears to be a particularly pendulous membrum:

And let's finish here with a demonstration, at last, that Boris Bikes do have some social utility:

I particularly appreciate the juxtaposition of Barclays' logo with cock. Very astute political commentary from two devastatingly handsome chaps.

There's always next year.