A conversation I had with a fellow bike rider, standing waiting at the junction of Moor Street and Nicholson street this morning went something like this:

Me: Bloody cars.

Him: Bizarre how many people drive to work.

Me: Daft.

Him: You know there are tax incentives.

Me: You’re kidding.

Him: Stupid system, encouraging people to drive.

Me: Well, they’ll stop when the petrol prices increase.

Him: Not as long as the companies pay the tax

Me: Petrol will increase high enough for that to stop.

Him: Not as long as middle-aged men are running companies

And with that, this middle-aged man zoomed into the distance…