I, and my mates, have completed a bike ride for charity for the last 11 years, cycling all over Sustrans National Cycle routes including rides in Scotland, C2Cs from the West coast back 'home' to Roker and Morecambe to Bridlington (The Way of the Roses) and the only problem that we've ever had has been because some (very few, that I could probably count on one hand) drivers passing too closely. The most that we've ever done has been to shake our heads or to shout 'how man' or similarly . . . . we've never 'ranted or raved' 'cos it's pointless and I honestly think that those drivers hadn't realised how close they've been (I like to think so, anyway) The cyclist in the clip was obviously 'on a mission' probably because of previous incidents, and he went too far, but the fat **** in the car definitely got what he deserved 'cos of what appeared to be his general attitude towards cyclists When doing our rides we work as a team, letting each other know about other traffic, because we're not always right next to each other, and a part of our training relates to our, unofficial, cycling 'code of conduct' dealing with mutual respect and safety There are some arseholes, cyclists and motorists, and pedestrians, but generally speaking we've found that most have mutual and admirable respect We do quite a bit of 'off-road' cycling, using lots of old railway tracks and going through forests and other muddy bits (Cleadon Hills and following the River Wear for example during training) and the amount of other trail users (mainly cyclists and pedestrians) that bid us 'good morning' (and vice versa) is amazing, which helps to remind me about the good people out there I just thought that I'd tell you a tiny bit about the fantastic enjoyment that can be had with cycling, the right way, so that you might not judge every cyclist the same as the bad uns . . . . our rides give us the opportunity to see things, including some of the fantastic scenery, and wildlife, that our countryside offers, that we wouldn't see if we just travelled by car Apart from that, it helps to keep us fit Try it . . . . you might enjoy it This is the end of this advert for Britain in Pictures
Manchester has the biggest concentration of ****ing morons on the road mate, two minutes in any direction and you'll come across at least one of them. One done a U-turn in front of me but swung left to get a wider berth before turning right, I nearly smashed into the side of their car, quelle surprise it was a ****ing burka.
Re-reading this thread, I have come to realize that I actually hate all other road users. Get in my way all the time, the bastards...
Probably didn't mean to do a U turn but was just adjusting the shroud thing they hide their faeces with and lost control of the car
your right there plenty morons on the road in manchester, more so when i have a van full of nike trainers you never see the bastards going there.
Without bringing religion into the thread, how the **** do the DVLA let this happen? It's ridiculous. Get yourself a car and you never need a licence, all you need is the name of some woman who does have a licence and the police have no choice but to believe it is them under the sheets when they pull them over for an offence. It's unbelievable. If I got banned, I'd just get a burkah and carry on as normal.
I've got burkah's in different colours. I can pick & choose to suit the occasion, court appearances, gatecrashing weddings/funerals, robbing banks etc. I've even got a cerise one that is thigh high for those Imam/tart parties I so enjoy.
My biggest hatred of all is lazy Tw@ts with no kids that park in parents and child parking spaces . It's a nightmare for me when I take my lads out on my own to safely get them both in their pushchair with no space either side of me
Why do you need a burka? Just photoshop yourself an ID with your photo on it. If you want to break the law it's easily done. 9 times out of ten if you give the correct name on the insurance and registration they wont even bother you to produce your documents as long as you were driving within the law and are cooperative with a breath test.
I do that to be fair, the fact is, my car has been scratched enough times in ****ing Tesco for me to care at all about anybody else's issues. In fairness though, the Tesco I go to has about 200 parent and child spaces and all of them are almost always empty. I parked in a disabled spot outside a bank in town once, that was funny, I put a parking ticket on my dash and when I come back from dinner my car was gone, that's a funny feeling. Fortunately the father in law has a blue badge so he escorted me to the compound to retrieve my car free of charge.
Most people with expensive cars use them. My kids safety come before a car though and I usually see red if I catch the driver returning to their car. Once I've put one of my lads in the double pushchair I need it next to me while I get the other one out, not behind the car away from me in a busy car park. The same goes for putting them back into the car.
I think I'd stop short of taking a space if there were a couple but because there are so many, I couldn't give a **** if some jumped up Tesco attendant tries to tell me I'm not allowed to park there. The amount of times I've come back to my car and some ****ing tramp has left their trolley to roll into my car is unbelievable. I'd be more inclined to put it in a disabled spot, if they were bigger, because most truly disabled people can't go to supermarkets, the ones that do generally aren't disabled, they're just ****ing fat and they could use the exercise.
Aye, I had an argument with a big fat lazy bitch a few months ago for parking in the last parent space. Her excuse was "I'm disabled". I won't print on here what I said to her.
Technically she is disabled, she's unable to touch her own toes, she's unable to wipe her own arse and she's unable to wash her own fanny. In that case and at that point, she should be treated like an animal, put a trough in her front garden where people pass by to dump their waste food for her to eat. I'm one step short of following them around the supermarket commentating on everything they buy, "Pasta Bake for 6, gonna eat it on your own, 2600 calories, 36g of saturated fat per 100g" see how long it is before they chase me and burn off a few. #JuanTheFattist
