LIVE AND LET DYE - A cyclist's riposte to dear Lynn Dye
Thursday 19th April 2012 3:53 pm (first posted Wednesday 18th April 2012 2:57 pm)
I was cycling along carefully, mentally flossing,
When I saw straight ahead a pedestrian crossing.
But if you are uncertain what I am about,
Let me remove any shadow of doubt.
I refer to the facility supplied by the law,
That's meant to give sensible foot passengers the floor;
But by chance as it happened - and looking at a loss,
At that moment a pedestrian seemed ready to cross.
A quick look behind me (the highway was clear),
I slowed to a crawl and changed down a gear,
But the solitary pedestrian (there's always just one!)
Seemed to dismiss me (or was that the fun?).
Fiddling in pockets...examining a purse,
Looking like the victim of thieving or worse,
It was apparent to me that I was ignored
But as I cycled on slowly, I found myself floored!
Without any warning...did I hear a laugh?
The pedestrian ran into the road - and my path.
We managed to untangle - unharmed but in shock,
And tottered to our feet where I heard my knees knock.
The words that assailed me I recall to this day...
"You lycra-clad loony, you're supposed to give way!"