As I strolled up the road to collect Deci, Centi and Milli J, and Milli-neighbour, a Mekon, riding a tea tray that appeared to be wearing MTB tyres. Down on the drops and clearly giving it some to beat the large cloud of black that was visible over Wimpole.
I was momentarily dumbstruck, and was only able to point and say "Bah bah burble!" at the back of the rapidly disappearing extra-terrestrial, and unsurprisingly it didn't respond.