... was the 'excuse' of the taxi driver who dangerously cut me up turning right at this roundabout AFTER I asked him to give me a bit more room:
http://maps.google.co.uk/?ie=UTF8&l...oHBQBCeEY8qSFuOYjn9ntw&cbp=12,347.58,,0,25.01
I was in the right hand lane (I actually wanted to move into the middle lane to go straight on but no one would let me) and he was in the middle lane. He starts moving into my lane which I was sat in in primary. He's right next to me with his windows open so I firmly but in a friendly manner say "hey can I have a bit more room, mate?". He ignores me, and cuts me up.
I should left it there, but for the first time in about six months (and the third time ever) the red mist descended.
Caught up with him half a mile later at traffic lights and stop in front of him. Of course he's already out of his cab by then and hurling abuse at me, which I readily return. I should stay on the left he says. I tell him I can ride where I want and I was turning right, and he could have killed me just to save himself a couple of seconds seconds. He gets back in sticking fingers at me and as he drives off I tell him I hope he enjoyed being a cab driver as his career is over.
I then phone the police, explain the story and give them his license plate details. Someone's coming to visit me tomorrow morning. I suspect the officer will have a go at me for wasting their time.
For ****'s sake. Why can't I just go from A to B on a bicycle without some **** trying to kill me to save himself some time, and blame ME when this upsets me? I'm probably going to realise I'm overreacting when I've calmed down, but **** we shouldn't have to deal with this crap.
http://maps.google.co.uk/?ie=UTF8&l...oHBQBCeEY8qSFuOYjn9ntw&cbp=12,347.58,,0,25.01
I was in the right hand lane (I actually wanted to move into the middle lane to go straight on but no one would let me) and he was in the middle lane. He starts moving into my lane which I was sat in in primary. He's right next to me with his windows open so I firmly but in a friendly manner say "hey can I have a bit more room, mate?". He ignores me, and cuts me up.
I should left it there, but for the first time in about six months (and the third time ever) the red mist descended.
Caught up with him half a mile later at traffic lights and stop in front of him. Of course he's already out of his cab by then and hurling abuse at me, which I readily return. I should stay on the left he says. I tell him I can ride where I want and I was turning right, and he could have killed me just to save himself a couple of seconds seconds. He gets back in sticking fingers at me and as he drives off I tell him I hope he enjoyed being a cab driver as his career is over.
I then phone the police, explain the story and give them his license plate details. Someone's coming to visit me tomorrow morning. I suspect the officer will have a go at me for wasting their time.
For ****'s sake. Why can't I just go from A to B on a bicycle without some **** trying to kill me to save himself some time, and blame ME when this upsets me? I'm probably going to realise I'm overreacting when I've calmed down, but **** we shouldn't have to deal with this crap.