Bikes are menace
THEY spend more on their gaudy Lycra and racing tuned machines than most people dish out on food in a month.
Yet, apparently they cannot afford that most basic of warning instruments... the bicycle bell. A daily stroll through the narrow country lanes of Westwell once offered birdsong, with courteous motorists slowing to squeeze gently past.
Summer has bought out the silent menace... racing bikes that only reveal their presence as they hurtle past... sometimes, and somehow, even finding a space between my wife and I as we dawdle along.
It’s a scary moment, and our shouts of protest are ignored.
It’s mandatory for cars to have horns, yet not for bikes which can also injure or kill.
Time for another campaign for your regular correspondent Ten Pragnell! Brian Lewis, Westwell