Some absolute bellcheese on Clapham Park Road this morning, happily cycling along on the pavement, across the pedestrian crossing (clue's in the name, mate) and onto the other pavement. All of this while the road was almost completely clear.
Compounded by Brompton riders trying to go up the inside of buses, RLJers a go-go and the general feeling of being in a swarm of arseholes means that quite often the worst thing about cycling to work is the other cyclists.
Some absolute bellcheese on Clapham Park Road this morning, happily cycling along on the pavement, across the pedestrian crossing (clue's in the name, mate) and onto the other pavement. All of this while the road was almost completely clear.
Compounded by Brompton riders trying to go up the inside of buses, RLJers a go-go and the general feeling of being in a swarm of arseholes means that quite often the worst thing about cycling to work is the other cyclists.