Lots of good driving encountered yesterday, for some reason – perhaps the late summer sunshine put everyone in a good mood? – but the best involved that old excuse for death and destruction, the low sun in your eyes. Country lane, but wide enough for a centre line. Due west into the low but bright sun. Uphill so I'm going slowly (even more than normal). Some bends. A yellow Fiat 500 comes up and instead of either wooshing by centimetres from my elbow or veering wildly over to the other side of the road on the blind bend, is content to sit a decent distance behind me at 6mph. Round one bend and another and... then round that bend there's another cyclist just ahead of me, who's even slower than I am (hybrid, basket). Car is still sitting behind so I give a little arm signal and overtake. Driver is now sitting at 4mph. And carried on at that speed for some time judging by the distance I'd gone before she (I saw the driver was a she when she overtook) caught up, paused again, and then I, seeing a clear straight road, waved her past. She not only entirely crossed the line but gave a little wave...
Of course all this really should be normal, I guess.