just for contrast.. Out on my MTB yesterday, stomping along a little road section I encountered a roadie coming from the other direction..
We both chuckled with glee as he muscled his bike over the detritus that had been washed across the road by recently receded floodwater..
Obviously I muttered ‘bellend’ through my gritted teeth as our eyes met, and I’m sure that I heard him mutter ‘****’…
but for a beautiful, brief moment the animosity was suspended