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We were off to a party, driving through narrow country lanes. Running late, the last thing we wanted to meet in front of us was a cyclist. I have no problems with cyclists, except some who can be a bit arsey. Those arsey cyclists have rather inconsiderate attitudes to other road users.

This particular cyclist was arsey... but not in the inconsiderate way. He kept in, presenting no obstacle to us. His arseyness was on show. He wore see-through mesh Lycra shorts.

“Eeeew! You can see all his bumcrack,” said Mrs H, horrified.

Arsey?... yep, you certainly could see!