Cyclists! A rant.

Are like an embolism clogging the roads round here and are just as dangerous to other road and path users. I had angry waves from a cyclist because I didn't overtake him when he's kindly pulled over to let me past, there were two cars coming in the opposite direction on a single track road. There are just as many cyclists on pavements as there are on the roads riding far to fast for the numbers of people using the path. They ignore road signs and go the wrong way down a one way street, cross red lights, have no way of inidicating where they're going. The ride around the park at top speed scattering children, adults and dogs. The selfish arrogance of the people seem to know no bounds, do they not realise that people actually live in the countryside and have no choice but to drive on single track roads? So many people and animals have been hurt round here and it gets worse every year. Does nobody even have a bell anymore? 

Why should they be able to perpetrate every sort of stupidity under the sun and get away with it? Why should it always be my fault if I'm driving and their not paying attention? I'd like to see cyclists have to have some sort of MOT and public liability insurance, vets bills for a horse are astronomical and a horse could quite easily kill a cyclist, so why do they think it's OK to go speeding past horses? Many seem to have no or poor lights too. Grrr Arrgh.

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  • Cyclists do my head in, too.

    They're EVERYWHERE, here, on Saturday and Sunday mornings. Plus, it's the Patricians of our community who cycle.

    Plus, back in July, I had a culture shock at the lift at James Street Station in Liverpool. Scouser bringing his bike to the lift. Only just enough room for the two of us. Plus, he told me that I dropped my phone. Thank God he wasn't a thief.

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  • Cyclists do my head in, too.

    They're EVERYWHERE, here, on Saturday and Sunday mornings. Plus, it's the Patricians of our community who cycle.

    Plus, back in July, I had a culture shock at the lift at James Street Station in Liverpool. Scouser bringing his bike to the lift. Only just enough room for the two of us. Plus, he told me that I dropped my phone. Thank God he wasn't a thief.

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