Rachael Sugden: An outsider in Bristol
He actually dismounted at the traffic lights, wheeled up to my window and started shouting at me through the glass.
Foolishly, I laughed. Right in his face. I couldn't help it. His cheeks were crimson, he was foaming at the mouth and I swear his temples were pulsating.
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Rachael Sugden: An outsider in Bristol
My misdemeanour? He thought I hadn't seen him. In his mind, all drivers want to tip cyclists over their handlebars into the nearest gutter.
I don't but I could make an exception. I know plenty of drivers are inconsiderate, but don't insult me by suggesting I can't see a red-faced man decked out in luminous yellow.
Every day, on my interminable drive to work, I navigate the terrors of Bristol traffic, and bad cyclists are high on my hit list; almost equal to weaving past commuters queuing on the M4 for two miles to get on to the ring road.
I hate my journey to work. It's karma for living in a rural idyll but needing a city wage.
As I waited for a break in the traffic so I could turn right, I saw shouty man making slow progress towards me, cheeks blowing with the effort of turning the pedals. I turned across his path, knowing he would not have to brake. There was a line of traffic following in his wake and if I didn't go now, I'd never get across.
As I turned I saw him fling out his left arm, signalling that he'd be following on behind me. I left plenty of room; a good couple of metres.
But he thought I hadn't seen him. Thought I'd put him in danger.
While I was waiting at the next set of traffic lights, shouty man loomed up in my rear view mirror.
Normally in these circumstances, given that I have no chance to escape I'd placate, smile, apologise and reassure.
All with the window shut; you never know what some people might do.
But he looked so ridiculous. I knew I'd done nothing wrong. And he was the fourth idiotic cyclist that morning.
Number one had wobbled along the white line, totally blocking the road in both directions, helmet jauntily positioned low over her nose, meaning I had to crawl behind her for minutes until it was safe to overtake.
Number two had shot out across my path on a cycle route, clearly believing she had the right of way and glowering at me over her shoulder as I hit the horn.
Number three had come towards me on my side of the road, alternating between pavement and gutter, swinging wide around the drains, headphones in his ears, oblivious to the chaos he was causing.
I pressed the electric window button for a fraction of a second, opening a four-centimetre gap, and got spittle in the corner of my eye.
"You stupid girl!" he screamed. Now I probably shouldn't have sniggered at him, but I'm blaming nerves.
And I'm no more a girl than he was a gentleman; although thanks, shouty man, for reminding me I've still got my youthful looks.
"I've done nothing wrong and you're being very threatening," I said, with as straight a face as I could muster.
The Gods were clearly on my side for once; the lights went to green and I left him in the middle of the road.
I did feel a little guilty for disrespecting an elder.
But he deserved it.







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by Commuting Cyclist, Gloucester Rd
Monday, September 28 2009, 9:59PM
“Interesting article rachael, but mis-guided.
Whatever the merits of the situation you raise, I was riding into town last week, minding my own business, stopping at red lights, giving hand signals, etc, etc, when a stationary Mercedes pulled out completely unnecessarily from a standing position, across my path at the Stokes Croft roundabout, just as I was moving into the cycle lane to join the cycle queue at the light to cross the 'bear pit' roundabout.
I braked hard when the car did so, narrowly missing being squeezed between said Merc and the Truck lumbering up the left lane. The Merc driver then pulled up beside me to remonstrate with me for calling him a prat and threatening me with physical violence. Obviously I took his registration number as I have no desire to get into a punch up and believe there are other ways of resolving dangerous and aggressive driving issues.
I would advise cyclists to report aggressive driving incidents using the Avon & Somerset Police website and web-forms, citing the driver's description and registration number wherever possible. The road is a shared resource and there is no reason why anybody should incur physical threats from drivers on their way to work.
I hope that the police will begin to take reports seriously and visit drivers at home and work to advise them on their errant behaviour.”
by James, South West
Sunday, September 27 2009, 7:16PM
“Of course, we only have this woman's version of events - would be interesting to hear the cyclist's and we then might be able to make an educated guess as to who was right and who was wrong.
Is this the latest mind-numbing sort of thing the local media is doing now to fill space?
Only this week a presenter on Radio Bristol was describing an encounter she had with the driver of a food delivery vehicle and was asking listeners if she should complain about the driver's actions to the company or to the authorities.
One has to wonder if these incidents are entirely fictional in order to write or broadcast about something.”
by Vic, Bristol
Saturday, September 26 2009, 7:37PM
“Sometimes, whether you think you are in the right or in the wrong, it's just easier to apologise. Humility is a wonderful thing.
Other than that, it's all been said by other comments.”
by Paddy, anywhere but near you
Friday, September 25 2009, 4:46PM
“Has another driver ever cut you up or beeped their horn at you? Maybe that would make a really interesting article if you wrote about that too. We can't wait to read it!
Well done.”
by Cathy, Bristol
Friday, September 25 2009, 1:20PM
“Try crossing a zebra crossing and see how many cyclists ride over whilst you're on it....or how many don't even attempt to slow down even though all the traffic has stopped....now that's worth writing about! Scaring a cyclist who's riding well and writing about it is a bit lame!”
by Mark, BRISTOL
Friday, September 25 2009, 11:37AM
“Sounds like somebody didn't get enough sleep Roland J.
No need for so much anger.
Go out for a nice bike ride, it might chill you out a bit! (Just try to avoid drivers oblivious to other road users!)”
by Roland J, BS42
Friday, September 25 2009, 10:48AM
“Middle of the road garbage...
You had the opportunity to lay into the pavemnet cycling/ road law ignoring trash but avoided the issue.
Yes they are all defenceless scum but why not use that in the article?
All in all a missed opportunity to balance out opinion.”
by Bristol Traffic, Bristol
Friday, September 25 2009, 8:28AM
“Thank you for your article. We shall report your confession of dangerous driving/turning to the relevant authorities. In the meantime, have you considered learning to ride a bicycle? Not only will it give you an understanding of the dangers that car drivers like yourself pose, cycling round bristol is far faster than getting round the ring-road by car.”
by Oliver, Bristol
Thursday, September 24 2009, 11:21PM
“The lady writer here seems to forget that a number of people end up in ambulances each year as a result of their turning right and across the path of an oncoming cyclist.
This is exactly what happened to myself last year. The driver said as I laid on my back in agony "you were going too fast!" Not exactly possible on that day as I faced a bit of a headwind on the incline.
Still, rolling over a bonnet at 15mph is still VERY painful, let me tell you, and I can see why he confronted you. I would and have done the very same - its a matter of self-preservation, laughing at the guy is frankly an insult and you clearly either misjudged his speed, distance or both.”
by Mark, Stoke Bishop
Thursday, September 24 2009, 3:57PM
“This either has to be a wind-up or it is the worst newspaper article that I have ever read outside of the Sunday Sport. I'd sooner read wall-to-wall Mike Ford than this drivel.
'Every day, on my interminable drive to work, I navigate the terrors of Bristol traffic, and bad cyclists are high on my hit list; almost equal to weaving past commuters queuing on the M4 for two miles to get on to the ring road.' Oo, you poor thing! And what naughty commuters, having the temerity to travel at the same time as you! As a cyclist and a driver I can say that high on my 'hit list' are arrogant, selfish, preoccupied idiots who think that shaving a few seconds off their pathetic little journey is the most important thing on the planet.
If the BEP had any standards, it would sack this oxygen thief and save her the stress of having to commute from her rural idyll.”