Living in London Makes You Suspicious

On the way out getting on the bike yesterday, a rather posh bloke comes over, says hi and asks about the bike (its sitting next to the road's other Triumph.) He's generally friendly, but I'm trying to end the conversation and get going as I'm late... I suddenly realise he's asking things like "do you live nearby" and "do you keep it on the street", "what locks does it have"... :s Am going away for 5 days today. Have moved it up the street and chained it to a lamppost!

Am I just a terrible paranoid Londoner? The more I think about it, the more he did ask every question a suspicious guy scoping out the bike might ask. The posh-ness made it more unnerving; now I'm picturing some sort of Ealing crime caper being planned. The bike gets a lot of passer-by compliments which still makes me smile every time, but now I'm going to be secretly thinking "Stay away from her, you bitch"!