Yew wot - ?
Give up the pleasure of driving my car two miles to work for the pleasure of getting stuck for half an hour in a daily traffic jam - ?
Yer 'avin' a larf - !
I was working in the Netherlands a few years ago. I'd set up a meeting with a farmer at a field on the edge of a small town, at 8am. I drove there and parked in the field entrance. The farmer then phoned me to say he'd be a few minutes late. I opened my thermos flask and settled in to wait for him.
There were fields on one side of the, road, and large "executive" homes on the other. Each house had a large, "executive"-type car in the driveway - a BMW or Audi or Mercedes. After a few more minutes, a chap in a suit came out of the nearest house. Instead of getting into his German car as I expected, he walked past it to a little bike shelter at the side of the garden, got out an 'oumafiets' and pedalled away on it down the street into town.
I chuckled to myself, thinking: you'd only see that in the Netherlands.
Another couple of minutes later, his next-door neighbour came out and did the same thing, leaving his BMW on the driveway.
The conclusion I came to was that one of the key differences in driving attitudes between us and the Dutch isn't just that everyone driving a car in NL also rides a bike sometimes. It's that, like us, wealthy Dutch folk like to own posh cars.
But they don't feel they have to drive them everywhere to show them off. When the journey is short, and the weather is kind, they'll jump on the oumafiets (sit-up-and-beg, coaster-braked, all-steel bike). When it's not so kind, maybe they'll take the bus. Or share with the neighbour. The Audi will still be there, displayed on the drive for all to see, when they get home.
(The farmer did eventually arrive).