this morning (as noted up thread) was uneventful, wish I could say the same for tonight....
Approaching the lights at Punchbowl corner I saw they had changed to red and two cars had stopped at them. The first (as in nearest to me as I approached) had a tail light out, and I thought to stop and let the driver know, but looking at the age and state of the car I thought better of it. However as I approached the lights I saw that the car nearest the lights was halfway across the ASL. I had to go around the off side of it anyway as the filter into the ASL was blocked by the car. As I got to the drivers window I stopped, looked at the driver, smiled and waved. She wound the window down and I said "You are in the cycle area love" "Oh, sorry" was her reply. "Don't worry, just bear it in mind next time". I then moved forward to make sure I was able to get across the 4-way when the lights changed. After a short pause I heard a male voice shouting at me from behind and to the left. I turned around and the passenger of the car was remonstrating with me about how far they were into the ASL etc etc. One thing he came out with, which puzzled me, was "no need to be nasty about it"
Anyways I was going to let it go until he started the threats of physical abuse, when that started I wheeled my bike to the side of the road, leant it on the railings and countered each of his "I'll have you" or words to that effect with a "Go on then, if you are going to have a go, have a go" This "conversation" went on for about a min or two, then he reached into the car and pulled out a bike lock, the thick chain type. My response to that was "Look, if you are going to have a go, just have a go, I can't wait here all day" Just at that point the lights changed the woman in the car was leaning on the horn and shouting and swearing at him to stop being so stupid and get back in the car. This he did, I returned to my bike and pushed it up to the lights, intending to cross on foot, once I had made sure they had gone. As they turned left he was still shouting and swearing at me, but instead of winding the window down he had opened the door to shout at me, which meant I couldn't hear what he was saying as all I could hear was hear shouting "Shut the effing door!"
The last 500m to the station were uneventful, but I got out of sight as soon as poss...
Then on the platform as I waited for the train two drugged up/drunk lads (one with a cast on his left leg, one with a FO huge rottweiler on a leash) started a fight with the East Coast guys, which lead to the BTP turning up just as i got on my train....