Hollis
bloody furious
I was reflecting after my second 'near miss' with some tracksuited yoof on his e-scooter last night, that maybe it was time to throw in the towel.. admit I can't cut it anymore in the inner city, and find myself a nice quite cul-de-sac somewhere in the suburbia, preferably full of old people and 50+ empty nesters..
Any thoughts/reflections from folk who have made the journey?