On a sunny Sunday morning whilst driving towards Victoria park a couple of weeks ago, it was lovely to see families out with their children , people walking their dogs and an abundance of joggers and cyclists enjoying the last of the Autumn sunshine. I drove carefully, always aware of cyclists, as I always used to cycle to work and knew it could be a pretty hairy trip trying to dodge motorists that didn’t give you much room, flung their car doors open in front of you, and often cut you up at roundabouts and intersections. But sadly, my opinion has now changed – I now regard it as " six of one and half a dozen of the other." as my Mother used to say.
For the whole trip – not one cyclist indicated what they were about to do. Twice a cyclist just shot out in front of me from a side road, forcing me to brake. Then, coming back down the hill, I was faced with three cyclists in a line, happily chatting to each other as motorists were having to wait, before carefully going past. So I gave them a toot to move over as there was quite a line of cars behind me. Finally I got a signal! Nothing to do with the road code – more of a signal telling me what I should do… So I’m sorry cyclists, you no longer have my sympathy when you go on about how dangerous vehicles are towards you. As I said, "Six of one and half a dozen of the other"!