Whilst wandering the leafy streets of West London I do not feel unsafe walking home alone, crossing the road or taking the night bus. Instead I fear the dreaded noise of mini wheels on tarmac...the horror that is “The Micro Scooter” I capitalize those words because I feel this machine is more of a beast than an object. You cannot deny the popularity of the Micro, kids are wheeling to school on them, parents wheel their children’s scooter back from school, teens are tearing around corners on them and believe it or not adults are having mid life crisis’ on them.
Just like a malevolent Superman these three wheeled nightmares appear out of nowhere, without warning or apology. I have narrowly escaped countless scoot and runs and a handful of head on collisions, this certifies a full on rant. I understand that giving your child a scooter to whizz to school on will keep them quiet but please consider us pedestrians. A daily commute is stressful enough without the added pressure of a kamikaze scooterist.
Until the beginning of the week I assumed that it was only the younger generation that enjoyed wheeling around London...how wrong I was. Whilst walking through Eel Brook Common on my lunch break I had to dodge a grey haired businessman on wheels. This my friends was the straw that broke the camel’s back, a fully grown man on three wheels. Two legs good, three legs bad.
I’m sure I am not the only one irked about the state of the modern pavement... I hereby launch operation “Wheelie Annoying 2012”, who is with me?