on the way to get some groceries this morn I was following a briskly and well ridden Shirley Davidson.
We were going along an urban 30 toward a roundabout with the start of a 40 (at the time of writing
) DC. The exit of the roundabout puts you in lane 2, lane 1 has a filter from the left. At the end of the on filter, there is a ped exing. Shirley Davidson is now a ways ahead of me, the lights are red, there is a van in lane 2 and an R reg Astra estate in lane 1 with a Clio in front. Just as the Bike is about to be next to the astra, the Astra driver, arm holding onto roof, executes a lane switch to lane 2. Phew, that was close, good thing the bike rider had already clocked him, so it was just a matter of filtering back in front of him.
The lights now are green and we move away. As we are accelerating gently away, Clio decideds to change lane and does so, exercising the observational skills of the Titanic iceberg spotter. As she (as it turned out) switches lane the Astra is now right next to her, there is nearly a clash of door mirrors, she hlaf aborts the manouver, then thinks again, as her wheels are over the white line anyway she has another go, but the car is still there. Eventually the passenger in the Astra gesticulates and the penny finally drops for the old dear.
Both drivers at fault if you ask me. The Astra hadn't seen the bike, the Clio then didn't see the Astra, but alls well that ends well.