It must be open season for angry little fat men in Citroen Picasso’s. (though this was a silver 51 plate)
I had one start a stream of obscenity’s at me this afternoon as I was a “F**king W**ker” for slowing and let a “F**king cyclist turn right”
The cyclist had followed the highway code perfectly by indicating and only moving out once he could see I was allowing him to.
At the next set of lights he drew alongside and started his ranting, I probably didn’t help the situation by assuming a 1920’s upper class level of civility.
I think my “but my good fellow what would you have me do, run the poor chap down” might have wound him up as he then followed me for about 3 miles despite me driving a convoluted route (I’m on holiday this week so in no rush to go anywhere)
I decided to pull over and got out, at this point he realised I was serious as slowed took a look at me and sped off.
The fact I am built like Ton’s younger brother might have influenced his decision.
If only I had seen this thread earlier I could have asked “Are you Ron F**king Pickering”