Was sitting on the gate (wooden swing fence thing) that leads into the east side of the square at Covent Gardens waiting for Craig who had gone to get beers. A truck needed to get out so I got booted off the gate.
So I'm then standing outside Belushi's, waiting for Craig and quite obviously checking the legs of an cute girl in a short skirt (I love summer, yes I do, yes I do). The girl turns to me, smiles politely, and says
You're about to get hit by a truck‡.
I blushed and mumbled something incoherent, and moved off the road.
‡ i.e. the truck that was getting through the gate that I had just moved for in the first place. I'm such an idiot.