That's what we're being regularly called by a BBC London radio talk jock. It seems we offend his British sense of fair play by being able to negotiate the rush hour nightmare more merrily than he can in his 2 ton steel box. And we actually have fun doing it. Outrageous! And so, presumably, we must be 'discouraged'. Made to pay road tax. Something. But given that none of this will happen, all he can do is demonise us and make it easier for some psycho-motorist to mow us down by 'accident'. How do we feel about this? And we pay his wages.
Just another narrow minded fvckwit who doesn't who what he's talking about and probably couldn't cycle to the corner shop to save his life.
When ever I get teased about my lycra I just tell thyem not to be jealous just beacuse I have a physique that allows me to wear lycra without have 'embarassing bulges' - the topic quickly changes 😄
