Arsehole roadies in North Somerset

Now it gladdens my heart to see so many road cyclists on the roads of North Somerset these days - particularly the lines of kids in dayglo, mother duck style behind a watchful Adult up front.

However, in the unlikely event that this will be read by the guy who just bombed down Winscombe hill, round a blind corner at about 40mph in the middle of the road and mouthed angrily to me in my Red Mini to 'Get out the way' - you are a prize bellend.