Death Wish

Here in Bracknell, it’s what’s known to meterologists as “bloody foggy” this morning. While you can see your hand in front of your face, you can’t see much past about ten yards. Fortunately it’s not freezing fog, but it’s still not particularly pleasant either.

What amazed me while I walked into work was the number of idiot cyclists* riding along in dark clothing with no lights on. Do they have a death wish?

* = not all cyclists are idiots. These ones, however, are.