swee'pea99
Squire
Filtering carefully thru' the stationary traffic behind another bike leaving a sensible gap, which is suddenly filled by another cyclist, swerving in front of me into what was clearly, by any basic etiquette, 'my space'. An oldish feller too - 50s? - not some gormless boy-racer. I muttered 'tosspot' just loud enough to be sure he'd heard. Then deliberately didn't RLJ at the next lights (against my normal practise
) just so I'd have a chance to leave him for dead when they changed. Which I proceeded to do. Tosser.
