Dogtrousers
Kilometre nibbler
One evil thing I find car drivers do on steep narrow lanes is, when they see you struggling up the hill towards them they politely wait at the top to avoid squashing you against the hedge. How very nice and polite.
Of course this puts a bit of pressure on me to return the favour by getting up the hill quickly. No chance of stopping for a breather now. Pretty soon I begin to suffer. Inside the comfy car I just KNOW they are saying "pedal, fat boy, pedal!" and laughing their socks off. At the top I give them a polite wave of thanks and once they disappear down the hill I collapse into the hedge.
Next time, just hurtle down the hill and squash me into the hedge. I don't mind, honest.
Of course this puts a bit of pressure on me to return the favour by getting up the hill quickly. No chance of stopping for a breather now. Pretty soon I begin to suffer. Inside the comfy car I just KNOW they are saying "pedal, fat boy, pedal!" and laughing their socks off. At the top I give them a polite wave of thanks and once they disappear down the hill I collapse into the hedge.
Next time, just hurtle down the hill and squash me into the hedge. I don't mind, honest.