“Lady 7”. I assume an actual Lady (in the ‘er Ladyship sense). I’ll say it here because you wouldn’t wind down your drivers side window at the lights so we could have an adult conversation.

On a section of road very prone to people stepping out from behind parked cars and people opening doors without looking, riding in the lane is not “how accidents happen” as you advised me by shouting out your passenger window as you illegally passed me. It’s actually how accidents are avoided, even if you felt it held you up 10 seconds for your lunch appointment (it didn’t. We met at the lights remember ?).

Secondly, on pass number two you asked me if my bike was registered. No it isn’t. There isn’t a way for me to do that, nor is it really practical. I’m sorry you don’t like that, maybe you could use your name and influence to find out why. Not that it really matters, your car rego isn’t paying for the road either.

Thirdly. You should be nicer to your fellow human beings. I was standing next to your car a few Kilometers down the road taking this photo before you’d had a chance to order your Chardonnay at Danny’s. Now, I’m not a vengeful person, nor one who breaks the law. But the next guy might decide to put a brick through your window. Your rego is up this month, I know that’s a hot issue for you so it would be annoying to have any hassles with a pink slip too.