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Glad to hear you're fine. Don't let him try and blame you or try to claim you're both jointly culpable.

Then why is it called acid?

The waterproofing on my jacket gave up this morning. I'm warming up in a little chef before a quick dash to a b&b in Salisbury. Glad I booked the en-suite room now.

I am staying on the Gower Peninsular for the next couple of days. Shame about tomorrow's weather though. Some of the roads have stunning views.

I'll be roving around the south of the UK this week. Yesterday I zigzagged around London - through the Blackwall Tunnel, along Blackheath on my way to Kingston. I forgot how unfriendly and dangerous some London drivers are ( being born and raised south of the river I shouldn't really forget!) Got a day meeting friends then tomorrow I'm off to South Wales and later in the week to Cornwall.... I hope the weather will be good......

I must admit. I would have been tempted to shove a trolley on the bonnet...... Tempted but cowardly enough to actually do nothing.

There are six people who have posted the opposite view on this and I agree with them. Once there is rain or fog I slow down to match the conditions. So do plenty of drivers, but you've got to keep an eye out for the ones who think they're immortal. Well done for stopping to help. I've done something similar and got abuse from passer by drivers who were annoyed by a parked up bike slowing them down..... although it did stop them driving at speed over spilt oil.

Congratulations. I hope the job goes well too.

The dullville is a 14 yr pile of junk..... but it was cheap and it keeps me biking. I've faced up to the fact it's not going to be around for ever, but it was a good compromise to keep me biking and have a car for being my daughter's chauffeur.

Congratulations.

In summary: - The CBT must be taken in order to start riding. Think of it a compulsory bike tuition. After that you're entitled to ride for two years a 125 bike or smaller, so long as you have L plates and you cannot ride with a pillion (passenger) or on the motorways. The A2 is the actual bike test. Which involves first having completed your CBT. As long as you are over 19 and you do the practical tests on a bigger bike, you'll be entitled to ride a bigger bike - 47bhp for the A2 I think.

Well Suffolk's got that too. It would explain a lot. I'm a Londoner who moved here. But I can give you two traits many a Suffolk driver exhibits: - Lights are for only night. If it's thick fog or raining heavily, save the petrol keep those lights off. Indicators are switched on as you manoeuvre. Keep 'em guessing up 'til then.

If it wasn't for the A14 I probably wouldn't post on this thread.

The complete idiot who was taking a couple of minutes overtaking me on the A14. I'm not exaggerating. When another car joined at the Kirton junction (which has a very very short joining lane) I had to do an emergency stop as the second driver just pulled out into my lane. So they were both nobs for not looking at what was going on. Admittedly if I had been on the bike I'd have got away from Mr Slow-Overtaker earlier, but I was driving my daughter home and was in the cage. I'm glad one out of three of us predicted what was about to happen.

Well done miss.

Woke up at 3am with a killer headache. Took plenty of pain killers but couldn't get to sleep until 5.30. Got up at 6.30 to go to an exam in Essex. f**k it. Did a rubbish job when I got there too. Double frick.

Nice one with the journey. Long trips are sometimes a big deal when setting off, but quite often when you get there you don't want to stop.

In the car yesterday going home driving down Whearstead Road which is single lane in each direction with parked cars it gets a bit narrow at a few places, but for most of it there's plenty of room if a bike overtakes. I'm doing 30 as it's a residential area and a bike overtakes although there's a lorry coming the other way. True he's chancing it, but his mate who is undertaking me at the same time must have had only centimetres between me on one side and the parked cars on the other was certainly a nob. He was chuffing lucky I saw him as I expect many drivers would have moved left to give a bike overtaking them a bit of room. I suppose what gets my goat is that's the sort of thing I feel gives bikers a bad name. I know there have been plenty of discussions about undertaking, but squeezing through a barely passable space is different to using an inside lane.

I have had peanut butter, jam and bacon butties. Very nice. Elvis would eat them deep.fried with banana.

A dhansak when it's done well. Seafood pasta with plenty of squid and mussels. One of my former colleagues had a theory "anything tastes better with either barbecue sauce or custard" but I've yet to test sushi with BBQ sauce.

My nineties Dullville has an equally nineties tiny LCD clock.

The lady who "slipped stream" by following the car in front of her over the roundabout this morning causing me to brake hard to avoid hitting her. The car in front was borderline, but she was definitely chancing it. She didn't even look round when I sounded the horn. Funny how a lot of drivers get stiff necks when you do that.

The plonker on the phone in Tesco car park this afternoon. As his window was down he got an ear full from me. Then when I went to leave the guy parked behind me got in his BMW, revved it like a right chav and then reversed out of his parking space right into a passing car. Oops hope he has fully comp.

The muppet who almost smashed into me. I'm waiting to turn right in a lane specifically marked for traffic to turn right, but as it was busy the oncoming cars were moving pretty slowly, but no one was letting me turn right. I'm nit bothered as I was almost home and the weather was splendid and then the bike that was filtering past the oncoming traffic doesn't pay attention to the road markings and what was ahead of him almost rides straight into me. I must admit it's not the first time it has happened of this road, but as the previous time was with a teenager on a scooter I thought the rider had seen me at least a quarter of a mile away.

Dead Kennedys, Kraftwerk and Imani Coppola. The spell check hates virtually all of that.