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Married to Night Train
- Location
- Salford, UK
I was out on the trike his morning and most people were great, loads of room given when overtaking, but just one white transit went by (gave me plenty of room, mind) and once past the driver gave two toots on the horm - agressive sounding, not gentle beeps.
I entertained myself for the next mile or so by imagining coming round a corner to find the van stuck in a ditch by the road, and the driver needing a mobile to call for help. 'Ting ting', I'd go on my bell, as I rode by...
Better to let it go, but I find it helps to imagine a few really entertaining curses to lay on the driver - a plague of boils, or a flat tyre every day for a week or whatever. Even if you aren't blessed with the talent of witchcraft, it can be fun to imagine...
I entertained myself for the next mile or so by imagining coming round a corner to find the van stuck in a ditch by the road, and the driver needing a mobile to call for help. 'Ting ting', I'd go on my bell, as I rode by...
Better to let it go, but I find it helps to imagine a few really entertaining curses to lay on the driver - a plague of boils, or a flat tyre every day for a week or whatever. Even if you aren't blessed with the talent of witchcraft, it can be fun to imagine...