Driving down what we of a certain age would call a 'B' Road to my house today, I was yet again confronted by a group of cyclists 3 abreast across the road, freewheeling, chatting and having no intention of falling into single file and letting me past. This happens every day of every week to me unless it happens to snow! I reluctantly, begrudgingly and increasingly angrily admit they have a right to be on the road, even allowing for the fact that they do not pay any form of road tax or levy for it's use. However they should be subject to the rules of the road and ride in a considerate manner not deliberately impede car drivers' progress or create potentially dangerous situations for other road users. The worst part of it is that it is the so called organised clubs that are the worst perpetrators, in my neighbourhood the lycra clad fools causing me the most grief belong to the Solihull Cycling Club. Surely the purpose of an organised club would be to teach it's members to treat other road users with respect as much as every cyclist I have ever listened to demands respect from us. My judicial use of the horn to remind the riders that it was not actually a Velodrome but a public highway was met with derision and a number of hand signals that I do not believe are used in the Highway Code. #epicfail as I passed them eventually and stopped a few hundred yards further down the road and awaited their arrival, they all stopped shouted obscenities from a distance, turned round and fled in the other direction! I don't need tight Lycra to tell me that they have obviously got no bollocks!!
Wednesday, 24 August 2011
Cyclists, Speed Cameras, Parenthood and The England Cricket Team.
Diversity (not the dance troupe) in the blog today.
Driving down what we of a certain age would call a 'B' Road to my house today, I was yet again confronted by a group of cyclists 3 abreast across the road, freewheeling, chatting and having no intention of falling into single file and letting me past. This happens every day of every week to me unless it happens to snow! I reluctantly, begrudgingly and increasingly angrily admit they have a right to be on the road, even allowing for the fact that they do not pay any form of road tax or levy for it's use. However they should be subject to the rules of the road and ride in a considerate manner not deliberately impede car drivers' progress or create potentially dangerous situations for other road users. The worst part of it is that it is the so called organised clubs that are the worst perpetrators, in my neighbourhood the lycra clad fools causing me the most grief belong to the Solihull Cycling Club. Surely the purpose of an organised club would be to teach it's members to treat other road users with respect as much as every cyclist I have ever listened to demands respect from us. My judicial use of the horn to remind the riders that it was not actually a Velodrome but a public highway was met with derision and a number of hand signals that I do not believe are used in the Highway Code. #epicfail as I passed them eventually and stopped a few hundred yards further down the road and awaited their arrival, they all stopped shouted obscenities from a distance, turned round and fled in the other direction! I don't need tight Lycra to tell me that they have obviously got no bollocks!!
Driving down what we of a certain age would call a 'B' Road to my house today, I was yet again confronted by a group of cyclists 3 abreast across the road, freewheeling, chatting and having no intention of falling into single file and letting me past. This happens every day of every week to me unless it happens to snow! I reluctantly, begrudgingly and increasingly angrily admit they have a right to be on the road, even allowing for the fact that they do not pay any form of road tax or levy for it's use. However they should be subject to the rules of the road and ride in a considerate manner not deliberately impede car drivers' progress or create potentially dangerous situations for other road users. The worst part of it is that it is the so called organised clubs that are the worst perpetrators, in my neighbourhood the lycra clad fools causing me the most grief belong to the Solihull Cycling Club. Surely the purpose of an organised club would be to teach it's members to treat other road users with respect as much as every cyclist I have ever listened to demands respect from us. My judicial use of the horn to remind the riders that it was not actually a Velodrome but a public highway was met with derision and a number of hand signals that I do not believe are used in the Highway Code. #epicfail as I passed them eventually and stopped a few hundred yards further down the road and awaited their arrival, they all stopped shouted obscenities from a distance, turned round and fled in the other direction! I don't need tight Lycra to tell me that they have obviously got no bollocks!!
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