Nobess of the day: the charming young lady who hooshed into me from behind and knocked me off. I was in a queue waiting to join a roundabout, had to stop at the line, and then I heard a CLUNK and the next thing I knew, I was thinking, "why is my bike on the the floor?" And when I hopped off, she there was front of her up nuzzling into my rear wheel. To be fair, she couldn't have been nicer about it all, apologising for England and saying how she wasn't looking. I was fine, and the bike seemed to be fine (apart from a scratch on the crash bars, which is kind of what there for anyway). Then some kind chap stopped to help me pick the bike up, and I rode off.