The nighttime cyclist’s rulebook

1. Wear black. Only black. Navy is okay if you’re a bit soft.
2. Attach a tiny blinking red light or, if you really want to do it right, don’t bother with lights at all.
3. A helmet? What do you want one of those for?
4. Ride 3 feet away from the kerb at all times, especially in places where the road is really narrow.
5. In the unlikely event you have a friend willing to annoy motorists and endanger their life with you, ensure you ride side-by-side. Always.
6. Completely ignore red lights. The roads are there for cyclists to use, of course, but laws don’t apply.

In summary, just be a bit of a thickheaded inconsiderate bastard and you’ll do fine.

1 week ago  /  0 notes

Old and cold

2 days a week I’m forced to listen to Radio 2. I do not like.

Today, those with nothing better to do have been moaning about the winter fuel allowance.

People who don’t need it have been letting everyone know how wealthy they are. People who need it have been moaning about how much they need it and it would be just terrible if it became means tested [why? If they really need it, they’d get it].

Oh, and expats are thieving bastards, apparently.

I’m ready to kill myself.

I appear to be moaning on a bit myself. Perhaps I should call Vine and tell him all about it.

Upmarket Jeremy Kyle. Sod off.

3 weeks ago  /  0 notes

Hello there

If I’m going to do this, I should probably start with an introduction. A short one.

Me: Aaron. 23. Web flunky. Student.

Interests: Formula 1. Web-things. History [British, war & conflict, political]. Bacon. Beer.

Aims: Boss = me.

Any questions? I thought not.

3 weeks ago  /  0 notes

Social equation

No time to maintain a traditional blog + more to say than Twitter allows = Tumblr?

We shall see.

3 weeks ago  /  0 notes