Locked up in Shoe Lane in the bit between the rising bollards, against that big dark building that fills the triangle of Shoe Lane, Fleet St and St. Bride St. Very cut-down straight bars with orange grips and a spoke card in the rear wheel. Obviously not a messenger bike though, since it was there at 0930 and 1600. London lawyer and accountant types might want to look for it if they're passing that way.
