Took a quick scoot up the East Neuk of Fife, bit blowy mind you! Majorly diappointed to find,
1. my camera's battery was flat, back up battery on order now. And
2. the sheer number of mentalist arseholes on the road.
Angry chap in his Arstra VRWXYZ thingy sitting as close as any German labelled car would to my rear, so, I wrong laned it deliberately on a roundabout, (no other cars around incase you wonder), to let him past.
Oooh yeah he passed me all right and then immediately brake tested me and made various angry gestures in his mirror. I wasn't going to stop and get into anything with him he had one of those hard edged faces like a Staffordshire Bull Terrier that had been banged off a series of sharp objects on a regular basis:eek: and a look that said I'm pissed or high. 10 years ago or even if I had my full fitness I would possibly have remonstrated to find out why oh why he was so angry at me being nothing but polite and letting him steam off at..............oh yes, an easy 70 in the 30 we had just entered swinging in and out wildly overtaking everything in sight!! Yup, I really should have taken his number and 999'd it in.
That and I'm afraid the ever present oldies in their eternal Nissan Micra's sitting at 20 in the 60 zones where all the interesting twisties lie and then whipping up to 40 in the 30 zones, oh for phasers and/or photon torpedoes on board.
Hee hee, despite all that it was good getting out and about in a truly beautiful part of the country, good to experience the wildness and indeed bleakness of these places in less than good weather.
1. my camera's battery was flat, back up battery on order now. And
2. the sheer number of mentalist arseholes on the road.
Angry chap in his Arstra VRWXYZ thingy sitting as close as any German labelled car would to my rear, so, I wrong laned it deliberately on a roundabout, (no other cars around incase you wonder), to let him past.
Oooh yeah he passed me all right and then immediately brake tested me and made various angry gestures in his mirror. I wasn't going to stop and get into anything with him he had one of those hard edged faces like a Staffordshire Bull Terrier that had been banged off a series of sharp objects on a regular basis:eek: and a look that said I'm pissed or high. 10 years ago or even if I had my full fitness I would possibly have remonstrated to find out why oh why he was so angry at me being nothing but polite and letting him steam off at..............oh yes, an easy 70 in the 30 we had just entered swinging in and out wildly overtaking everything in sight!! Yup, I really should have taken his number and 999'd it in.
That and I'm afraid the ever present oldies in their eternal Nissan Micra's sitting at 20 in the 60 zones where all the interesting twisties lie and then whipping up to 40 in the 30 zones, oh for phasers and/or photon torpedoes on board.
Hee hee, despite all that it was good getting out and about in a truly beautiful part of the country, good to experience the wildness and indeed bleakness of these places in less than good weather.
