Bah, cyclists

Getting on the train on Tuesday:

I get to the top of the ramp, small partitions to either side and opposite, separating me from the three wheelchair/disabled spaces. In the one to the right,  a woman with a guide dog, to the left a woman with a baby in her lap and a buggy, to the other left a standing bloke, not even bothering to use the fold down seating. (I initially thought they were a couple because of the way they glanced at each other). And mostly in the other entrance, but with its front wheel leaning across the partition on his side, a bike.

No one makes any move to, well, move. So I look at the two people on the left and say “One of you needs to move” (and obviously that’s you, mate).

To which he replies “You can’t come this way, the bike’s in the way.” (And at which point I spot he has a bike helmet in his hand).

Seriously? “You can’t come this way, the bike’s in the way”!?!

He might not have thought there was room to get past the bike, there was, if you didn’t mind pushing the wheel out of the way and scraping it in passing. And I didn’t.

And at that point he had to move.

Cyclists have a reputation for blocking wheelchair spaces, but I don’t think I’ve ever come across anyone quite that entitled.

In other news, I’m not going to go short of reading matter while I’m up here visiting my mother. I bought the current Humble Bundle on Monday, which has 50 Warhammer Fantasy Roleplaying books for £22. Calling ‘some of them 'books' is pushing it, a bunch are 15 to 30 pages, but there’s a bunch in the 100 page plus range, and a few at 300+. OTOH I’m not completely certain I need the 1^st, 2^nd, and 4^th Edition rulebooks!