I realise that riding on london's fine roads is a dangerous enough experience at the best of times. I reckon there isn't a day that goes by without somebody nearly taking me out. However, this morning took the piss.
Another cyclist and I were riding down a quiet residential street this morning in East London, the next thing a total cnut with a huge scaffold pole walked out into the road in front of us. We both literally ducked under it as there was no time to stop. If I had been looking over my shoulder I would have taken in straight to the throat (insert own joke here) and been clotheslined by a scaffolding pole! It could only have been worse if two guys carrying a large piece of sheet glass had walked out a la Beverley Hills Cop!
I realise that riding on london's fine roads is a dangerous enough experience at the best of times. I reckon there isn't a day that goes by without somebody nearly taking me out. However, this morning took the piss.
Another cyclist and I were riding down a quiet residential street this morning in East London, the next thing a total cnut with a huge scaffold pole walked out into the road in front of us. We both literally ducked under it as there was no time to stop. If I had been looking over my shoulder I would have taken in straight to the throat (insert own joke here) and been clotheslined by a scaffolding pole! It could only have been worse if two guys carrying a large piece of sheet glass had walked out a la Beverley Hills Cop!