A crappy day today really. I had to come home tonight rather than stay at the office as planned, shame really as it's quite a lovely evening.

On the way home some arse in a Volvo deliberately cut me up big time at the M42/M40 junction, I should have let it go but I couldn't... I followed him for around 30 miles at speed (lots) with the intention of re-educating him as soon as he stopped (and I figured he had to at some point).

I started to calm down eventually and I let him escape, it was hard to do but it was the right thing.

I try to be a nice guy as much as I can and I really will willingly help anyone who needs it, sometimes though someone will wind me up into a deep rage and it ruins my day!

I came home and pounded the streets on my bike for 7 miles, I feel an inner peace now (also lost half a stone by doing this as often as I can, which is a bonus)