I had a row with a bloke this morning. Was walking to tube station and sorting out my ipod when I heard a bell. Man in 50s is cycling on pavement towards me. Made me jump and the first words out of my mouth were "feckign hell". I carried on walking but could hear him shouting behind me so turned to walk back to him. He then went to cycle away so I told him to wait so I could ask what his problem was (I know fecking hell isn't overly polite but really couldn't see his ranting at me as being justified). He was annoyed with me for swearing at him apparently as he'd rung his bell to warn me he was there. I told him he should have been on the road but he reckoned he'd be run over if he cycled on the road. No worries running me over on the pavement then. What a tit.