A pedestrian walked out in front of me today. She was on a pelican* at a crossroads, I had a green light. She walked out when I was already beyond the middle of the junction, not dangerously close but closer than is wise. I think she was totally oblivious of my presence. Bereft of Airzound, I said 'Ting-a-ling' which at least makes me smile, in some silly way.
Similar happened on Sunday, except that time it was a quiet road — possibly a cycle contraflow — in Stratford. And on Monday two blokes started walking across my path as I was winding my way up my hill — one at the bottom, the other at the top — but both stopped when they saw that, laden as I was with four panniers, I wasn't giving up my momentum to anyone without either a flashing blue light or some cake.
I think a large part in this phenomenon is that people cross with their ears, though the current cluster suggests the weather may play a role.
*Google is not playing today, so draw it yourself.