Tonight I came across the first cycling 'twat' on my route. Firstly, he swerves into me as he's wearing earphones and doesn't hear me ringing my bell to warn him I'm coming by (he's just pulled in off a side-path without looking) . He then takes a different route, though emerges behind me further on and sits behind.
I move to the left side of the path through Roseburn Park to give a woman and her daughter who're walking towards me a safe, wide berth. Matey-boy (well, matey-man) then shoots past between me and the peds, narrowly missing them, and then cuts right in front of me in an almost left-hook manoeuvre, forcing some sharp braking on my part.
He's no ped on a bike either - it's a new-looking drop-bar hybrid with bar-end shifters, he's wearing 3/4 length shorts and has a lot of muscle on his calves. He just seemed to show no consideration for anyone, cyclist or pedestrian, around him.
Thanks for ruining an otherwise lovely, calm and relaxing run home on a very warm evening.