Cycling Magazines

Two days ago, I nearly got knocked off my bike at the London Bridge junction as a silver saloon vehicle turned left in front of me. I was in the middle part of the ASL. The motorist just couldn’t be bothered to wait till I was out of the way. I gave a high pitched shriek. The cyclist behind me asked if I was ok. Unfortunately, I was too much in shock to get the Reg Number to get him under Section 59.