Yesterday RVM (RedVanMan) passes VERY close as he overtakes, then starts to pull over -- he seems not to be aware he's driving one of thoses stretched van things -- I hurl abuse (and am instantly ashamed, as mothers walking their little children to school stop and stare). Today, in almost the same place, BVM (BlueVanMan) passes so close that I'm astonished that my bar end hasn't got a blue smudge on it. I am so startled that I haven't time to swear: just a primeaval scream of fear or rage. I catch this guy up at the traffic lights, and pull alongside his window. I tap, and gesture. I control myself, and gently point out the he has almost killed me, for no gain whatsoever (he's stuck at the red traffic light). He claims that he gave me plenty of room, so I grimly and robustly refuted his claim. The lights turned green, and off I set -- oops .. he's behind me again. He catches me up -- and holds back -- I get to a wider, clearer bit of road, move into a liberal secondary, gesture to him to pass, he trundles gently past me with a "toot toot" !! A result??