10:06am Monday 2nd February 2009
By Doug Akroyd
You sometimes don’t know what to do for best.
Out for the usual Sunday morning bike ride, but this time on my own, I came up behind a group of three ladies, one push-ing a buggy, the other two a little more elderly, stretched across the whole of the avail-able path.
Normally, I would call out "ding-ding" or some such in a vain attempt to imitate a bell and to gently warn people that I could do with sneaking past.
This time, I chose to bide my time by crawling on behind the ladies as they chatted away until I could comfortably ease past at a bend a short way ahead.
As I gently made my move round them, one of the ladies moved animatedly to one side and, in tones heavy with sarcasm, said something like: "Don’t bother with your bell, we’ll get out of your way."
So my efforts of trying not to disturb their morning stroll had come to nothing and, indeed, I had caused some angst.
Ho hum. Sometimes, you just can’t win.
Shame, cos everyone else I encountered on the ride was pleasantness itself, stepping aside willingly, wishing one and all a cheery good morning and all enjoying the great outdoors together in harmony.
Just as it should be.
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