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Monday, November 13th, 2006 07:07 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
lethargic_manHooray, I'm Sorry, I Haven't A Clue is back! I almost fell off my seat laughing. (6:30, Mondays on Radio 4, repeat at noon on Sundays, and presumably available from the website once the right hand wakes up to the existence of the left...)
It cheered me up, at least, after what happened on my way home. Having in my first mile had to deal with a couple of delinquent teenage pedestrians who thought it fun to jump into the cycle lane ahead of me and mock me, and then a car which cut across the cycle lane in front of me whilst turning left (which I was also doing, in the driver's blind spot, in the cycle lane which went right around the corner), my patience ran out on approaching Harrow Road and seeing one car in the stationary traffic blocking the cycle lane, and a second hanging halfway across it. So I knocked on the windows of both vehicles as I passed and shouted "Oy! Cycle lane!"
And what I got for my troubles was this, from the second driver, "You little prick! Touch my window again and I'll knock your fucking block off!" So I turned around, swore at him in Arabic, and vanished into the distance (legging it so he wouldn't have a chance to catch up before I turned off half a mile later). Typical bloody London driver; aggression and territoriality rather than even considering the possibility he might be wrong.
Typically, it wasn't until I had left him behind that I thought of better retorts, like "If you stayed out of the cycle lane, I wouldn't need to!", or "So informing you you're in breach of the Highway Code is justification for GBH, is it?"
Ah well, there's always next time. Assuming I don't get beaten to a pulp by the next driver who manages to catch me up.
It cheered me up, at least, after what happened on my way home. Having in my first mile had to deal with a couple of delinquent teenage pedestrians who thought it fun to jump into the cycle lane ahead of me and mock me, and then a car which cut across the cycle lane in front of me whilst turning left (which I was also doing, in the driver's blind spot, in the cycle lane which went right around the corner), my patience ran out on approaching Harrow Road and seeing one car in the stationary traffic blocking the cycle lane, and a second hanging halfway across it. So I knocked on the windows of both vehicles as I passed and shouted "Oy! Cycle lane!"
And what I got for my troubles was this, from the second driver, "You little prick! Touch my window again and I'll knock your fucking block off!" So I turned around, swore at him in Arabic, and vanished into the distance (legging it so he wouldn't have a chance to catch up before I turned off half a mile later). Typical bloody London driver; aggression and territoriality rather than even considering the possibility he might be wrong.
Typically, it wasn't until I had left him behind that I thought of better retorts, like "If you stayed out of the cycle lane, I wouldn't need to!", or "So informing you you're in breach of the Highway Code is justification for GBH, is it?"
Ah well, there's always next time. Assuming I don't get beaten to a pulp by the next driver who manages to catch me up.
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Date: 2006-11-14 04:52 pm (UTC)I did not listen to the programme you mentioned. Do they do it every Monday and Sunday? I feel so often pathetic that I try to find some nice music and play on my Laptop "The Hobbit". I am actually through it but it is just an exciting PC game you do again and again. I should actually learn but always do something else instead.