Bit of a shouting match with some cunt this morning, his hi-viz jacket dangling off the ladder attached to the top of his estate car.
With the light red, he decided (before eventually going straight on) to straddle the solid white line of the CS7 and move firmly into the ASL.
When I filtered up the right and positioned myself in front of him (OK, mostly to make the point that he shouldn't be where he was), a shouting match ensued. He was apoplectic that I had moved in front of him, I pointed out the road markings he had just completely ignored. Gave as good as I got.
Kudos to the roadie who tried to calm him down. I just wasn't in the mood.
Bit of a shouting match with some cunt this morning, his hi-viz jacket dangling off the ladder attached to the top of his estate car.
With the light red, he decided (before eventually going straight on) to straddle the solid white line of the CS7 and move firmly into the ASL.
When I filtered up the right and positioned myself in front of him (OK, mostly to make the point that he shouldn't be where he was), a shouting match ensued. He was apoplectic that I had moved in front of him, I pointed out the road markings he had just completely ignored. Gave as good as I got.
Kudos to the roadie who tried to calm him down. I just wasn't in the mood.
Otherwise a rather glorious morning.