This morning's commute and other commuting stories

#imbarryandverymuchalive

Ran to Stockwell, Kenbiked from there whistling 'Don't you want me baby' all the way.

Spot on @Skülly - such fun.

#turnedoutniceagain

Cheers to the courier who pulled out in front of me without looking, from behind a parked HGV, outside the Queen of Hoxton this morning. He was totally oblivious, if I wasn't alert to people doing that (happens regularly) then we'd have ploughed into each other.

shout out to the hugo boss marinated city twat who went from zero to calling me a 'fucking prick' for reading a book on a train whilst standing near him. offered him out, no dice.

don't stand too near any open flames, shitwaffle.

I ran a measly 10km last night and now I can't walk properly. train/10

Got stuck with the shittiest loudest piece of crap Suzuki GN250 motor bike for about 10 sets of traffic lights. Ended up waiting at some lights for a few minutes but I could still here him. I don't even know how he could ride it everyday!

bastard summer headwinds. Took all the energy out of my legs this morning.

I was shouted at from two consecutive cars to use the (pavement) cycle path on Snaresbrook Road. Passed both of them in the queue at the lights and politely told them to fuck off.

Watched a group of yoofs on Kenbikes mount the pavement to dodge the Cannon Street traffic at lunchtime today. To be honest, I wasn't that fussed - filtering safely and legally up there at that time would have taken all day- so didn't bother calling them out on it.

One guy did try to point them at the road, but was met with "Shut up, fam" and wanking gestures.

^^ Many.
Round here, (LB Hillingdon),
some pavements have recently been re-surfaced in the same corrugated manner.
[No (expensive), rollers employed,
small, (similar to domestic drive-way size),
wackerplates used to give a locally flat but undulating finish].

Local Councillor gave zero concern,
until I pointed out,
come the first frosts of next Autumn/Winter,
he will have a spate of residents falling over on the way to bus stops,
and,
the pavements are a walking access route to a primary school.

He is 'looking into it',
(Councillor code: Can I ignore this for longer than the resident remembers?).

Got stuck with the shittiest loudest piece of crap Suzuki GN250 motor bike for about 10 sets of traffic lights. Ended up waiting at some lights for a few minutes but I could still here him. I don't even know how he could ride it everyday!

When I used to ride a motorbike I used to use earplugs all the time. Wind noise is a bit loud at mumble mph. But even then I certainly noticed when the hole in the downpipes appeared.

Fuck knows how people can ride a Harley, they just sound shit. Loud and shit.

I'm intrigued. What book can possible cause such a reaction? ;)

50 Shades of Brexit

https://www.amazon.co.uk/Pounded-Butt-My-Book-Own-ebook/dp/B00VDRUI5Q

Hardback, obvs

Buck Trungle is a world famous writer who is sick and tired of living in the shadow of his own books. But when his most recent novel, “Pounded In The Butt By My Own Butt” contacts him out of the blue and threatens a lawsuit, it’s a fear that Buck must now face head on.

Oh dear :)

Just witness the driver of a double decker pushing its way into barrage of cyclists that have priority on the Oval northbound section after they exit the bike lane directly onto the bus lane.

Luckily all on camera but unless they changed the design or teach the drivers more, they gonna keep going in the way of cyclists when they exit the bike lane.

This happens far, far too much.

Happens lots the majority of bus drivers seem to understand they won't get straight across but then 1 in 10 just go for it and pull across. I don't like it, eventually someone will be involved in a nasty crash forcing the change to a floating bus stop which is currently being blocked by the parking for the places around the bus stop.

The wait for the cycle to work voucher so I can get my brompton is killing me. Trying to get a full sized bike on train services is fucking with me.. Can't wait to force my way onto an already packed train with my brompton and not giving one single fuck!

cycle to work voucher so you can get the train to work... lol

15 miles each way after three years grinds on you, and meetings in town can't be done in Lycra.

Sindbad loves those skids.

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Pleasant commute, particularly enjoyed the 5 minutes of biblical rain and thunder on the kings road. Always brings out a nice camaraderie between fellow cycle commuters.

Here you go;

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A_-K7kB7Zo8