Started out from Fenchurch Street station this morning, approaching Fenchurch Street from a side road. Black cab turned into the road from Fenchurch Street and was on my side of the road (my left, his right) and I thought he would pull over to his left. He's going to move over. He's going to move over. He's going to move over. At the last moment (one metre) he looked up realised I was there (wide eyes and an 'oh f$&k' look on his face) and narrowly missed me. Had he kept going he would have squashed me up against a parked car.
Professional drivers? Pah!
Professional drivers? Pah!
