I have to say actually that that roundabout on the Plain seems to encourage bad cycling and I've nearly had problems there a couple of times but normally the route out into the High St is clear so you can just jink round people and so on. Still, I find myself almost looking forward to the start of the really nasty weather so that all the half-assed student cyclists who still haven't quite got the hang of it will quitely give up and start walking places again.
Speaking of which, I've been meaning to mention the weather recently. Terribly British of me, I know but I can't resist it because it's been a very odd year. Apart from one week of really cold weather caused by my heating breaking down (as far as I can tell) it's stayed strangely warm for the time of year and the rain just hasn't really come this year. I was planning to actually get round to taking photos of the Cherwell in flood under the bridge this year but I've been deprived of my opportunity as we've hardly had any rain to speak of this year. In the last week I've been able to cycle home from work with no gloves on. It's just... well, odd. Perhaps global warming is finally kicking in. Not that I'm complaining, you understand. I'm quite happy for it to stay relativly dry, and above all, relativly warm. It just feels... odd.