monday , monday , morning rush hour , speeding buses and a feeling of impotence , under the clouds of hagley 's neon sign with the non-functioning 'l ' and towering , exclusive , powdered mrs colthorpe , turning the corner and a neat side-step to avoid the silly old bastard with nicotine skin , 'careful ' to you too you silly old sod , god , how i hate these hateful little people !