We were driving from Wigmore, in Herefordshire, to Leominster to go for a curry with some friends. It was a moonless night, it was misty and there are no streeetlights. Ms RT was driving and she suddenly jammed the brakes on, said "sh*t!" and pulled off the road. I had no idea why until I peered through the murk and saw an unlit cyclist, all dressed in dark colours, pootling along in the middle of the road. Talking to our friends, who'd been in their van ahead of us, it turned out they'd just missed him too. We were going to tell him how invisible he was, but he turned off into his drive before we caught up with him. It shook me up. Anyone seen anyone with a shorter life expectancy recently? The twat.