Is it time to start calling out bad cyclists?

A secondary pleasure of this relaxed commuting style is drafting the first few cars through the junction and overtaking the gutter riders and wobble-merchants with impunity.

Indeed - at the lights on London Road coming up to St George's Circus, so many riders weave round the waiting buses to get in front of them. The result is that I'm free of the melee when the lights change, I can draft the bus and, when it's about to pull into the stop on Waterloo Road, I am ready to fly round its offside past the same riders.