Tuesday 11 October 2011: Lost and found
She went into hospital on crutches, she came out on crutches - but with a few grams less leg bone and the look of a lost puppy. She's now being nursed back to full health with chips and curry sauce.
Hope this is the start of the home straight, it's been a long time coming.
In cycling road rage news, it was clearly too much to hope for a day to pass without another incident.
As I was cycling Bella to school this morning, I became aware of a large silver Chelsea Tractor close behind on a particularly tight stretch of road. It beeped, so I slowed down, stopped gently, turned round and look confused at the driver. She replied by gesturing in a particularly frustrated manner that Bella and I should move to the left and cycle within inches of a row of parked cars so she could squeeze past dangerously closely.
I shook my head and said, calmly, "No. I have just as much right to be on this road as you do" before turning round and continuing our journey. No swearing, no anger, no rude hand gestures. You'd have been impressed. And the lady kept her distance from then on.
Doubt that would've worked on Mr. Taximan, though.
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