Get off my road, you shout, as if I’m an immigrant ahead of you in the doctors, a leech on your neck. You are vocal yet you are in the minority. Venom for no other reason than I check your progress, your assumed and ill conceived right to the road makes me your enemy, a […]Read More I am a cyclist and you hate me
You f*cking blah blah blah road tax, blah blah get off my roads. Familiar? Commuting in London I hear such obscenities more often than I’d like. Why is it a small number of people in huge metal boxes on wheels are inclined to enter angry tirades upon spotting a cyclist? Why do people riding bicycles […]Read More More cycle paths or fewer psychopaths?