I had one today!!!
Cycling near the Redfern end of Wilson Street this arvo, a total taxi tosser almost wiped me out on the hairpin bend where Little Everleigh Street merges. Instantly uber loud & indignant protests emanated from the cyclist behind me and were hurled at the taxi driver in defence of me - unbelievable!
When we (us two cyclists) finally came to a stand-still together at the Redfern traffic lights, I asked him, in my amazement & just to double check, if he'd truly been yelling on my behalf...
'Yes' he confirmed!
Aaaaah how special I felt! - someone had impulsively stood up for me ; someone had involuntarily put his neck on the line for me; someone had instantaneously made my day!!
He was a true Aussie knight in shining helmet-armour, and he made no reference to me being without - RESPECT!
This is what it should be all about - choice and mutual respect for that choice and a shared disdain for the REAL danger...! Excellent story, Sue!
ReplyDeleteGreat story. Was the masked stranger riding that awesome Grolsch Vanmoof?
ReplyDeleteI totally agree with Paul Martin, it's the way it should be... Regardless of bike type, head-wear or clothing we should all be friends.
ReplyDeleteGreat to read Sue :)
Regards, Jason (formerly of Tassie-land)
Thanks, Paul, Edward & Jason!
ReplyDelete...& no, Edward, that 'awesome Grolsch Vanmoof' resides in the Rose Hotel, Surry Hills and as far as I'm aware, has appeared to be unadorned with knights in shining armour - super spot to 'down a beer' or two though!