exbfb
Active Member
I'm not even sure that the path I was on earlier, is a shared use path.
Let's assume, however that it is. It's full of walkers all the time and I'm a reasonable sort of bloke.
There's room for all of us, the path's got lots of bicycles painted on it, it might be a dedicated cycle path, but I'm reasonable enought to assume the pedestrians have a right to be there, I'm a pedestrian too.
Out for my evening trundle earlier on, lots of people walking in the same direction as me. No problem, I'll slow down until you decided to break of your conversation and allow me past. No worries, it's all leisure after all.
However......
I eventually met some people coming the other way.
Mother, two teenagers and a dog.
I want to be a good citizen and stay away from the dog, which is on a leash and cause as little friction as possible.
I'll go right to the other side away from the dog, it seem to make sense. The two teenagers, being teenagers continued moshing along with the dog, three abreast whilst the mother spoke on the phone.
I saw this situation early, worked out what to do and moved decisively to one side away from the dog.
The above, all in the hope that the responsible adult would work out that her contribution to the compromise was to marshall her troops into something slighlty less than THE FULL F**ING WIDTH OF THE PATH !!
You've probably guessed by now, that this didn't happen, she just kept talking on the phone, meanwhile I'm starting to do the "where do you want me to go" gestures with my hand.
I'm really struggling to avoid being rude, or god forbid, sexist here, but the stupid 'person' completely failed to get the point here and just ploughed along with here troupe full width.
Thankfully, the two kids actually took charge of the situation here and manouvered their mother to safety, maybe they're used to this sort of nonsense when they're out with her.
As I said, all I really need is a tiny little bit of space in such a situation, how hard can it be ?
Maybe I'm wrong, and that all those bike painted on the tarmac mean "there'll be no bikes here, oh no. None of that sort of thing."
Let's assume, however that it is. It's full of walkers all the time and I'm a reasonable sort of bloke.
There's room for all of us, the path's got lots of bicycles painted on it, it might be a dedicated cycle path, but I'm reasonable enought to assume the pedestrians have a right to be there, I'm a pedestrian too.
Out for my evening trundle earlier on, lots of people walking in the same direction as me. No problem, I'll slow down until you decided to break of your conversation and allow me past. No worries, it's all leisure after all.
However......
I eventually met some people coming the other way.
Mother, two teenagers and a dog.
I want to be a good citizen and stay away from the dog, which is on a leash and cause as little friction as possible.
I'll go right to the other side away from the dog, it seem to make sense. The two teenagers, being teenagers continued moshing along with the dog, three abreast whilst the mother spoke on the phone.
I saw this situation early, worked out what to do and moved decisively to one side away from the dog.
The above, all in the hope that the responsible adult would work out that her contribution to the compromise was to marshall her troops into something slighlty less than THE FULL F**ING WIDTH OF THE PATH !!
You've probably guessed by now, that this didn't happen, she just kept talking on the phone, meanwhile I'm starting to do the "where do you want me to go" gestures with my hand.
I'm really struggling to avoid being rude, or god forbid, sexist here, but the stupid 'person' completely failed to get the point here and just ploughed along with here troupe full width.
Thankfully, the two kids actually took charge of the situation here and manouvered their mother to safety, maybe they're used to this sort of nonsense when they're out with her.
As I said, all I really need is a tiny little bit of space in such a situation, how hard can it be ?
Maybe I'm wrong, and that all those bike painted on the tarmac mean "there'll be no bikes here, oh no. None of that sort of thing."