Wankers #4 & #5
Wanker #4 was encountered yesterday evening when my chain helpfully fell off just outside the Amersham Arms (lovely pub, you should go there). After hearing the familiar crunch, I hopped onto the pavement, and flipped my bike over to fix it. 12 male cyclists stopped to ask if I needed help in about 6 minutes. One male motorist, however, shouted “Ha ha! You fucking cyclist twat!” What a gent.
Wanker #5 had a convertible. Not a huge surprise. He leaned over when driving to shout “Watch me overtake you” which i did, while he drove off laughing. Five minutes later, as he sat in traffic leading up to Kennington Park, I smiled at him and said “Watch me overtake you”. Brilliant.
