On the way to work this morning, filtering through the traffic, as one does. I was held up by a bloke on a Beemer who wouldn't go through a gap. "Come on, you could get a fucking tank through there" I exclaimed loudly. Eventually he gets through. At the next set of traffic lights, he says in a perfect English accent, "Sorry, I've only been living in Paris for a couple of weeks and got the bike on Saturday". Ooops. At least he apologised. :-)