Bright and sunny Saturday morning, on my bike approaching a junction on
my left into which I'm signalling to turn. Car approaching me on my
road is indicating to turn right into said junction.
I reach the junction and start to turn into the side-road. Need to be
careful as there are cars parked on both sides of the side-road, and
there's only room for one vehicle. Unfortunately for me, [censored] in car
decides that that vehicle should be his.
I have vision of his rapidly approaching near-side door, so hit the
brakes (having slowed down anticipating traffic exiting from the
junction, I had no difficulty in stopping, and had the time and
attitude to give him the full benefit of the AirZound).
200m up the road, he stops to post his letters. Conversation went
something like this
Me: "Did you not see me?"
Him: "You're only a cyclist, you don't need much room".
Me (steam coming from every orifice): "You were turning right, you are
supposed to give way to traffic coming the other way"
Him: "You were turning."
Me: "So? Would you have done that manouever if I'd been in a car?"
Him (displaying a depressing honesty): "Of course not".
And that was that. I'd like to report that at the next junction he was
machine-gunned by traffic vigilantes, but unfortunately nothing so
satisfying.
Peter.