Anarchy descended on Tottenham Court Road this evening. I left the office late - some time around eight, I think it was, and walked down to TCR tube, passing by Micro Anvika which was shut up for the night. One of the PowerBooks on display in the window was displaying a cheery warning box:

Do you want to accept the incoming message ‘You’ve been bluejacked ;-)’

Beyond that, at the junction with Oxford Street, was a couple of hundred cyclists, sitting in the middle of the road. They were ringing their bells and looking pathetically at the motorists, who were backed up right down the street leaning on their horns and making a deafening row.

In among them all was a dozen or so police officers, in uniform and wearing flourescent yellow jackets. I guess they were there in an official capacity, but perched on the saddles of their bikes, making no effort to move anyone on, I guess they all approved of whatever the protest was about.

‘Critical Mass’, it said on the plackards, and a quick Googling of that term throws up this site, campaigning against the damage done by car use in the city.

Considering the car unfriendly policies of the mayor it’s hardly surprising the police were doing nothing to stop them, which strikes me as a decidedly good thing.

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