I'll openly admit that if the first night after the clocks have gone back is also very very wet, and there happens to be a wind whipping about all over the place around the back of Arthur's Seat that has you worried for your basic state of uprightedness, well... It was more than a little concerning.
I prefer to have a few days getting back used to the darkness on the commute before the weather gets in on the act - last night it had completely different ideas.
Also, to the moron on the fixed without any lights, dressed in black, cycling through the Meadows (at what can only be described as a 'leisurely' pace), if you're going to ride without lights while dressed as a ninja do NOT go jumping red lights. Three times I saw you, twice at junctions with cars coming from either side on that sequence. Twice I shouted at you to get lights on AND to stop jumping the reds (it would have been a third but I hadn't caught again by that one and you turned left while I went straight on) and twice you either ignored me, or were plugged into a world completely distinct from this one.
Every other cyclist I saw was lit up, but the irony is that the one who isn't is the one all the drivers will see, then say they couldn't see, and use it as a reason for hitting me.
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