Yep. Raised my fists to the kop (Brickmakers pub) in defiance

He pretended he needed to cross the road at the pedestrian crossing just round the corner, absolutely zero traffic though at that time you tit! so I jogged straight across the roundabout then once out of sight of him walked like a 100 year old down Wroxham Road nearly in tears except I'd ran all the moisture out of my body. Checked my reflection in a wing mirror - whiteying aots!

Posted By: MIKEWALKER, Jul 7, 10:29:36