Last night I was in the city centre of bath ( if you can call it that! ) and a family with a push chair was crossing on the puffin crossing.
They were already established on the crossing but had just passed my side of the road onto the otherwise where the car on that side of the road had also crossed.
In this situation I always stop. They are on the crossing and I’ve always thought that is correct.
Moments after stopping I see a bloke on a mountain bike steaming towards the back of my car, and he decided to bump into the back of it. Fairly large jolt followed by him screaming at the car and giving me the fingers – What a twat, thought nothing of it and drove off. Only for him to come along side me at the next set of traffic lights and start banging my roof and driver’s side window.
He changed his tune when 6,2 and 22 stone unravelled itself from the car to educate him. But I hate road rage stuff and I just educated him – “ do you have a driving licence ?”.... “no”... I can’t be arsed to go into the conversation that ensued but the rage fell and he pedalled away
Anyway – got back in the car and thought. Hang on a minute was I in the right.