Cycling into the unknown: Romford

Last weekend I did a Very Brave Thing. I set off cycling without planning a route, with only a destination in my mind: Romford. Now, some of you may argue that this was foolish. Not planning a route?! But what if I had ended up on a motorway? What if I had got lost? What …

“I don’t care if I nearly ran you over, I pay road tax.”

On my commute to work today, I was witness to a very nasty bit of road rage. A cyclist was nearly hit by a car, who I can only presume didn't indicate when he cut across lanes, and pulled over to say something to the driver. I arrived at the point where the driver was …