I frightened a woman this evening, apparently.
Riding along about twenty MPH, I spotted a Volvo XC90 approaching the end of a driveway, being driven by a woman, sixty plus, who didn't look to be paying much attention to anything.
I expected her to drive into my path and slowed down. She did drive into my path, glanced my way, say me and stopped, half way across the road.
I had the situation completely under control. Since she had stopped blocking the road in her Tonka Toy, I deliberately stopped about and inch from her driver's door and looked straight at her.
She opened the window, I was waiting for an apology, instead got a load of a abuse about how dangerous cyclists are and how was she supposed to see me and how scared she was to pull out of her drive and see and a cyclist flying towards her car.
She could try looking where she's going for a start! It must be so scary to be sitting surrounded by airbags in a two-ton safety cell and find a Raleigh Pioneer bearing down on you!