This morning, on the way to the quack. I saw him mounting his BSO outside the station, and thought his full waterproof hi-viz two piece suit to be rather warm for cycling. When I stopped in the ASL at the bottom of the little slope, he shot past me and through the red light. I raised my hands in despair, and looked round to see the driver behind me giving a similar gesture.
Lights change, second set are green, so I'm quickly behind POB, who then veers onto the wrong side of the road and onto the pavement, where he continued at the same speed with no regard for the street furniture-induced pinch points or the peds.
Looking behind him would have been difficult, as he had the hood of the yellow jacket pulled tight and partly over his eyes.
On a different note, riding back the same way at 2340 that night, I was going down the other little slope after the railway bridge. Coming toward me, on the other side of the road, was a man in a hi-viz vest, wearing headphones, walking backwards along the yellow lines.