handsome joe
New Member
Is it me or do a lot of cyclists in London behave like White Van drivers. Sadly my daily cycle to work takes me bang into the moronic hordes, that can put two fingers on a keyboard at the same time, heading towards their powerful jobs, a la Canary Wharf.
i would like to let off some steam.........so stand back.
I have cycled for pleasure and pain in London for years but it's funny (not Ha! Ha! funny) how selfish people have become on their bikes. My commute takes me pass Canary Wharf and along the Regents Canal.
Now here is the rant.........i am sick and tired of having to be one of a few cyclists that stop and give way. I finding myself more and more over time having to suddenly brake and think about nice things at bike traps, traffic lights, canal tunnels, gates, stairs, bridges blah blah blah. Because some bloke covered head to foot in Lycra and sporting a mask plus glasses the SAS would be proud of is hurtling at me clocking 100MPH while looking straight through me. I occasionally shout 'this is not a gym'! But i don't know if they hear me over the latest Britney on their MP3's.
PLEASE, i know you've got a super duper, light as a feather, made from solid Tittybummiam mean machine between your legs but i don't need to see your arse rushing past me at rocket speeds........i cycle not swim home along Regents Canal.
Rant over.
Feel better.
i would like to let off some steam.........so stand back.
I have cycled for pleasure and pain in London for years but it's funny (not Ha! Ha! funny) how selfish people have become on their bikes. My commute takes me pass Canary Wharf and along the Regents Canal.
Now here is the rant.........i am sick and tired of having to be one of a few cyclists that stop and give way. I finding myself more and more over time having to suddenly brake and think about nice things at bike traps, traffic lights, canal tunnels, gates, stairs, bridges blah blah blah. Because some bloke covered head to foot in Lycra and sporting a mask plus glasses the SAS would be proud of is hurtling at me clocking 100MPH while looking straight through me. I occasionally shout 'this is not a gym'! But i don't know if they hear me over the latest Britney on their MP3's.
PLEASE, i know you've got a super duper, light as a feather, made from solid Tittybummiam mean machine between your legs but i don't need to see your arse rushing past me at rocket speeds........i cycle not swim home along Regents Canal.
Rant over.
Feel better.