Exile
Senior Member
- Location
- Manchester
Traffic nightmare this morning, road closure on the A56 meant everyone and their gran was using my route, and causing traffic chaos. Passed about half-an-hours worth of 256 buses in little more than a few hundred metres of road. Me? I filtered like there was no tomorrow and had that smirk on my face which might just be me enjoying riding a bike in the sun, or it might be a decidedly large quantity of smug.
Ride home was interesting. Lots of idiots about, including one who nearly got me with a right-cross, a taxi who tried squeezing me to the kerb, topped off by the purely spiteful actions of a woman who was approaching a roundabout from the opposite direction to me with her right indicator on. I give way, she goes straight on, grinning at me as she does. I hope she drops her toast in the morning and has no time to do more.
Ride home was interesting. Lots of idiots about, including one who nearly got me with a right-cross, a taxi who tried squeezing me to the kerb, topped off by the purely spiteful actions of a woman who was approaching a roundabout from the opposite direction to me with her right indicator on. I give way, she goes straight on, grinning at me as she does. I hope she drops her toast in the morning and has no time to do more.