dellzeqq said:
I confess I love cycling in London on my own. I find escorting the Babe taxing and joyful at one and the same time.
Taxing because she is not a strong cyclist, and my perception is that strong cyclists are at less risk than weaker cyclists. I may be wrong in this.
(Joyful because she is the love of my life, and any endeavour we share is a delight.)
Totally agree with this (though I've never knowingly cycled with the one you call 'the Babe').
Albeit 25 years ago I was a Morden to Elephant and Castle regular so am familiar with the landmarks and location of this dreadful incident. I last did the route last year and wrote about it here and it was magical, I love London cycling and have made a pledge to do it as often as my trips to the MIL's allow. It has an excitement all of it's own, maybe it's the danger, maybe a heady mix of sites, smells and sounds, or a landscape that changes every few hundred metres, a road where 2 wheels really can be king. dellzeqq, you're a lucky man (but I think you know that).
On the subject of family and London, my Bro' in law is a very upright and decent fellow, his brother however drives... a tipper truck and is the worst form of knuckle-dragging low-life, gives not one shoot about other road users, and it seems his colleagues are no different. Their attitude is, that with their trucks they can do what they like, they're untouchable, only time matters.