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sobriqueYou can tell the students are back at uni.
Just by the sheer number of cyclists who appear to have been lobotomized, and had their brains replaced by that of a lemming.
Who feel the need to sucididally try and leap beneath the wheels of my car, as if a ton of metal trundling over their head will do them no harm whatsover.
Lights, when it's dark, and you're wearing black, are not optional.
It is unwise to swerve in front of a car, because you realise that's your turn, right there.
And bunny hopping off the pavement in to the road may look cool, but it's really not, if you haven't checked for large metalic objects coming towards you first.
Don't get me wrong, I've been a cyclist. I used to cycle a couple of miles to work, on a regular basis. So I know that it's horrible when it's raining and you're getting wet. And I know that acceleration, especially up hill, is effort.
And I know that getting a blast of air from a car passing too close is just not fun.
And so I try. I pay attention to cyclists, and I give them space, and I let them out and wait for them at crossings.
But seriously, road safety is rather like sex. You can get by doing it on your own, but it's far more satisfactory as mutual effort.
Just by the sheer number of cyclists who appear to have been lobotomized, and had their brains replaced by that of a lemming.
Who feel the need to sucididally try and leap beneath the wheels of my car, as if a ton of metal trundling over their head will do them no harm whatsover.
Lights, when it's dark, and you're wearing black, are not optional.
It is unwise to swerve in front of a car, because you realise that's your turn, right there.
And bunny hopping off the pavement in to the road may look cool, but it's really not, if you haven't checked for large metalic objects coming towards you first.
Don't get me wrong, I've been a cyclist. I used to cycle a couple of miles to work, on a regular basis. So I know that it's horrible when it's raining and you're getting wet. And I know that acceleration, especially up hill, is effort.
And I know that getting a blast of air from a car passing too close is just not fun.
And so I try. I pay attention to cyclists, and I give them space, and I let them out and wait for them at crossings.
But seriously, road safety is rather like sex. You can get by doing it on your own, but it's far more satisfactory as mutual effort.
