This morning's commute and other commuting stories

I went out on Sunday with Brixton CC, we stopped at the junction of Skid Hill* road and Fairchildes Road to re-group.

It became apparent (two large skid marks) that a car had left its braking a little too late coming down Chelsham Court Road, and had clearly gone up and over the border of the field, narrowly missing the sign.

Moving a bit closer it turned out to be a silver Subaru WRX- still in the field, with three lads looking at it in a "how the fuck do we get this back out" way.

*Nominative determinism?

That was funny, especially when you went to talk to them and everyone thought you were taking the piss!

http://instagram.com/p/nSvkMyGwLW/

That ride was a right mare - ended up escorting our newest, most poorly maintained, member to Oxted so he could get the train home, only to find it was rail replacement busses. The 3rd driver finally let him on with a dismantled bike...

We then took our frustration out on chalkpit with cold legs. which was daft.