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Haha. I think we were just being completely obnoxious to each other for the sake of it, the exchange was ridiculous. He's probably sitting in a pie and mash shop now with a load of geezas telling the same story and they're all like "naaaah maaaayteeee... shaaaaataaaap... unnnbelievable... jellied eels"
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Had a classic this morning. I'm never having grief with any of my four wheeled companions so this mornings completely stereotypical encounter with a taxi surprised me a bit.
I was in the bus lane on the NKR heading towards Elephant&Castle roundabout, two cyclists ahead of me, we're not spanking it because the right lane is stand still and we're weary of the suicide peds, but we're not doing a crawling, holding up traffic pace either.
I check behind to see a taxi up the road approaching my rear so I get out of prime and move over to let him pass, about 10 seconds later he passes (safely and considerately) but bellows "GET IN THE FUCKING CYCLE LANE". I politely declined "U FUCKIN WOT M8", a bus then pulled out so he slowed and I passed his window, he was still giving out so I flipped him off and called him a male reproductive head along with some other stuff.
He basically wanted to me mount the pavement where all of the peds are (no fucking chance mate), get into a "cycle lane" on the inside of the pavement, cycle for 50 yards to a ped crossing where the lane ends and then join the road again.
But no I carried on cycling, merged with the right lane then sat at the lights on E&C, I turned around to see who was behind and it was him, so I raised my arms up at the roundabout and and shouted "where's the cycle lane now?" I didn't get a response.
/csb