To add salt to my already gaping wound....I finish work each night at 9:30pm, I jump on the Wasp and ride home in the dark, I have 2 white flashing lights at the front and 2 red flashing lights at the rear. As I'm riding along a street near home I can just make out some figures walking down the middle of the road towards me, when I get close, one of them jumps at me to try and scare me, what a stupid thing to do.....and yes, you guessed it....I make a comment.
One day I might do more than that, and that scares me because anger can be a very dangerous thing. It's all very well to tell me to hit the idiots over the head with a bat, but I want to ride my bike each day, not sit in a cell for manslaughter.

Another note to oneself : Breathe deeply and count to ten....it will pass.