I've come to the sad conclusion that every day I will experience some kind of 'incident' with a motorist, invariably a negative experience, but I remain reticent that cycling is the best way to commute, both for environment, general fitness and peace of mind.
This week alone (and it's only Wednesday), I was nearly hit by a driver at a T-junction. Despite the fact he veered onto my side of the road and nearly broke my legs, I was on the receiving end of a torrent of abuse. "You f***ing c**t" was the nice middle-ager's reaction, as he leaned out of his tired Vectra window. Naturally I reacted and explained he nearly killed me, but this only served to escalate the spitfest to "You f***ing c**t, watch where you're going! Rah rah rah". I was stationary, so not going anywhere.
This morning I was turning right out of a T-junction onto a main road and a motorist behind me (an Audi A3 I recall) pulled up to the side and the driver looked ANGRY. I said to him "Go on mate, you go first" and his seething face said nothing as he swung his rep-mobile around me and farted off into the distance.
On the way home this evening (Wednesday), on a narrow two-way street, with enough room for car/bike harmony, a driver approaching me (in a knackered old Corsa - I love Corsa drivers) was quite happy to nearly clip me in order to impress his bling-ridden missus in the passenger seat. "F***ing idiot" he shouted as he passed. I didn't retaliate as it was right outside my flat, but it was enough for me to kick the theoretical cat as I got in.
Sorry readers, for such a negative first post but my missus is thoroughly bored with my post-commute grumblings so it would be good to hear from other re-cyclists that I'm not alone out there in the big bad world of the daily journey to work.
This week alone (and it's only Wednesday), I was nearly hit by a driver at a T-junction. Despite the fact he veered onto my side of the road and nearly broke my legs, I was on the receiving end of a torrent of abuse. "You f***ing c**t" was the nice middle-ager's reaction, as he leaned out of his tired Vectra window. Naturally I reacted and explained he nearly killed me, but this only served to escalate the spitfest to "You f***ing c**t, watch where you're going! Rah rah rah". I was stationary, so not going anywhere.
This morning I was turning right out of a T-junction onto a main road and a motorist behind me (an Audi A3 I recall) pulled up to the side and the driver looked ANGRY. I said to him "Go on mate, you go first" and his seething face said nothing as he swung his rep-mobile around me and farted off into the distance.
On the way home this evening (Wednesday), on a narrow two-way street, with enough room for car/bike harmony, a driver approaching me (in a knackered old Corsa - I love Corsa drivers) was quite happy to nearly clip me in order to impress his bling-ridden missus in the passenger seat. "F***ing idiot" he shouted as he passed. I didn't retaliate as it was right outside my flat, but it was enough for me to kick the theoretical cat as I got in.
Sorry readers, for such a negative first post but my missus is thoroughly bored with my post-commute grumblings so it would be good to hear from other re-cyclists that I'm not alone out there in the big bad world of the daily journey to work.