I was driving along Earlsdon Avenue when some idiot cycled out of a side turning, completely oblivious to myself and the van coming towards him from the opposite direction. He was weaving and swaying and looked drunk. He swerved out in front of my car again so I tooted the horn. He leaned over (swaying some more) and shouted angrily and tried flicking 'v' signs. When I drove back a few minutes later I half expected to find him squished under a lorry or bus but he seemed to have escaped unscathed.