Wow it’s been a while I didn’t manage to write anything in October but the up side is the loft that me and Mr H ripped out and started to put back together again is nearly finished... well the end is in sight. Bring on the walk in wardrobe! Its going to have separate draws for all my bike gear, a separate draw for road tops, MTB tops, tights and baggies. It beats the old heap in a laundry bag system I am operating at the moment. Obviously if one of the drawers is lacking clothes to fill it I will have to go shopping!!!
Anyhow after 7 years of commuting (is it really that freakin long since I moved back oop north?) I snapped and have purchased something that I have threatened to do for ages. I got a head cam (well ordered it from ebay) the events leading up to this in themselves aren’t so bad, no proper injuries but last week broke the mouse’s straw or somat like that.
While commuting through Prestwich some over tanned minusculey endowed rat boy (not the exact description I gave the nonchalant police officer) was turning right into a side street decided he actually wanted to turn left the only problem was I was where he wanted to turn... que breaking and avoidance manoeuvre by me, I was actually impressed with my skidding skill wish I could execute them on my MTB in a non life threatening situation.
After getting myself off the floor I decided instead of screaming like an idiot at a closed window I would just take a picture of the Reg and report him for dangerous driving. However as I took the picture, the afore mentioned OTMERB didn’t like that fact I was going to have a photo of his car and did a u turn in the side street he was in and drove at me not around me but at me.... ooo not what I planned would happen, my main concern was getting me and my bike out of his way, again que action scene slow mo dive to the floor. I grabbed bike and somehow managed to get out the way.
Reported him to the police but unless the actual incident was caught on CCTV with the registration showing they can’t do anything. Did a bit of Colombo style detectivness and got some footage of the top of me on my bike and the top of the car doing its best to hit me but no registration.
To make it worse I didn’t see the reg as I was just trying to get my phone out and doubly worse the little weasel was laughing and shouting abuse at me as he tried to run me over... what a numpty. Well not again next time I will have footage or evidence and if nothing happens to me at least I will have footage of the many random things you see when you commute on a bike!
