Walking into town yesterday, coming up to the crossroads at the end of the road, spotted a silver Merc pull up at the red light, completely in the ASL. No other traffic in front, or behind, the light was red as he approached, so no excuse. I'm walking on the pavement on the other side, so I refrain from crossing over to smash his windscreen in. As I get to the crossroads, and wait for the phase to change, to cross, I see the Merc edging forward. Traffic predominantly turns right at that point, the other two spurs being closed to traffic, or a deadend. So it's a fair guess he's wanting to turn right, along the road I'm about to cross. So I keep an eye on him, suspecting that the minute the cross traffic stops, he might go, regardless of his light, and the pedestrian phase I'm about to use - he's by now completely over the front stop line, so he's out of the ASL and over the studs marking the pedestrian crossing. Once I'm half way across, I reckon he's not about to jump the red, so I look away, but I glance back as I get to the far pavement. To see the driver being berated by a classic little old lady with shopping trolley and a tartan coat and a stick, which she's waving at him, because he's blocking the pedestrian crossing. I figure that was much more humiliating than being addressed by me, on or off the bike.