Ever had one of those days where you just think sod it, why do I do this?
Started off fine, someone far too fresh and eager overtaking me on the Portsmouth Road as I was warming up
then past Surbiton it began...
Numpty 1 - Some idiot on a mountain bike comes bombing round under Berrylands on my side causing me to brake hard and get a foot down sharpish, to which I earned an "eff off" from the hooded pillock.
Numpty 2 - Another cyclist on the A3 underpass, again on my left causing me to swerve into the ped lane - actually very lucky because we were meeting just at the point where you can't see anyone coming because of the angle of the slope and roof.
Onto Worcester Park, so far so good until, Numpty 3 - van reverses into main road, on a bend, behind parked cars and nearly causing me to go into its side
Numpty 4 - Woman decides that she is going to try and pass me before a speed bump, with parked cars both sides of the road and a bus coming the other way. I presume the sight of the bus made her change her mind as she braked at the last second as I was trying to work out where the hell I was going to go.
Numpty 5 - A school mum overtakes just as we get to a traffic island then Numpty 6 - Bloke, 2 seconds later decides to overtake me on the blind bend. So jamming on brakes in quick succession
Numpty 6 - Young lass decides to overtake as we entered a pinch point
Numpty 7 - Ped walks straight out without looking
Numpty 8 - as I turn left to go through the ponds at Carshalton, car in road decides it is happiest on the wrong side of road (must be related to the cyclists)
And then to top it off, somewhere past Carshalton a grinding and clicking starts on my front wheel. So a noisy remainder of a trip to work (appears to be the disk brake needs adjusting so will do that before going home tonight)
<sigh> Somedays