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I find I've become far less combative/more zen on the road since I went Dutch. (Technically Dutch-style... it's actually a Swedish bike).

I ride slow, comfortable and in my regular clothes/shoes.

Best decision I ever made.

Hello, page 1000.

Case in point, Streatham High Road was an absolute disaster area this evening. Southbound tailbacks almost all the way back to the bus depot and there was an ambulance desperately struggling through the melee.

Very strange, obviously, because people keep telling me it's good cycle infra that blocks the progress of emergency vehicles...

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Socks?

That sounds delightful.

As far as I'm concerned, Streatham is a motorway service station with houses attached. Can't wait to move out next year.

It's just so clearly designed around the car not the human. The ped crossings are all in unintuitive places and the traffic flow is such that cars all rush to get past you but get stuck at the same lights to cross the South Circular anyway (northbound) or the bottleneck at Becmead avenue (southbound).

And yet still the cafes and restaurants put out little metal tables and chairs so people can sit in the petrol fumes while they're enjoying their croissant or whatever. Outdoor dining in a nice piazza makes sense to me; outdoor dining alongside 6 lanes of traffic is just fucking tragic.

Streathamite here. The High Road sucks, no two ways about it. Just horrid.

Forum jersey, longish hair heading towards London Bridge from E&C at about 08:45?

Completely misread the weather and now I'm at my desk in wet jeans. Mmmm.

I want in too, but also don't Twitter.

Yeah, I get this too. Images of being passed by one that forgets about the trailer immediately rush to mind.

I have quite a bit of built in insulation

#hippyisfat

Sorry, I just wanted to be the one to say it. Feels like a forum rite of passage.

Lovely morning - felt like riding through the autumn segment of a changing-of-the-seasons montage.

Shame on you for missing this joke, @c00ps.

It was a sitting duck.

Police cars either side of the seg lane northbound through E&C at 08:45. What up?

Brixton Hill was absolutely insane this morning with the roadworks. Just awful.

Er... actually... snap.

Worryingly, the real nonsense is found when you order by 'Highest Rated'.

Don't read the comments, don't read the comments, don't read the comments...

...I read the comments.

Booooo

So fucking sick of incidents with buses- two proper scary incidents in two days, about which I could have done very little. On the verge of buying a handlebar-cam.

First incident was yesterday lunchtime between Tooting Broadway and Streatham. I was in primary between two pinch points, completely by the book, and the bus driver completely misjudged the opportunity to overtake (there wasn't one). He was right alongside me as we reached the second pinch point and decided he had to swing in anyway, and I had to slam on the brakes to avoid being flattened. Driver was apologetic - he knew what he'd done, so I didn't stick around.

Secondly at Oval this morning - coming from Brixton into the CS7, at that right turn bit. I'm rolling along in the blue paint and the bus comes from behind me and drifts over so his nearside wheels are a metre or so in the paint too, far too close to me. I'm yelling 'FUCK FUCK FUCK', and there's a passenger standing near the back door of the bus looking at me with a sort of glazed expression. Worst bit was when I pulled alongside at the next stop to remonstrate with the driver he seemed to have no idea it had happened. "You nearly killed me back there" "Back where?" "That right turn - you drifted right into the blue paint" "Oh right". Fuck's sake.

Bizarre interaction with a motorcyclist on Upper Thames Street this morning.

I don't bother with the bike lane for the 100m or so that I use that road, so usually any abuse I get from motorists is of the 'Get in the bike lane' sort.

I was eastbound, pretty much slap-bang the middle of the lane here (image below), clearly signalling right into the bike-only lane.

A motorcyclist passes on my left, and is clearly eager to get past. He says something I don't quite hear - which I assume is the usual type of abuse.

He comes to a stop at the red light (which is literally JUST there - rendering this whole issue pointless) and I shout from the bike lane to ask him what he said. Turns out he wanted me to be further to the right so he could more easily squeeze past - which is not a criticism you usually hear...

Did he really want me to be as far to the right as I could? Seems like a recipe for motorists squeezing past on my left with not enough room.

Think I'll keep occupying as much of the whole lane as I can until I've safely finished my manoeuvre, thanks mate.

Got 'im!

Cookie denies Anderson would be hilarious.

I can't take my eyes of this - fantastic test cricket. Pant's having the time of his life.

This, but he'll be wafting outside off stump.

Would like to see Cook do something special on Sunday - I got tickets for my old man for Christmas.