The pedestrain lights were red against traffic. I was stopped on my bicycle. A man was crossing and then stared at me as if to say don't you dare go through that red light.
We locked eyes. He kept staring me.
"You think I am going to go through the red light," I asked.
He replied: "Nobody keeps these lights and I was watching you."
"I'm cycling 59 years and really find it impossible to keep traffic lights," I answered with a half-hearted smile.
He now began to smile too.
I went on to say I was addicted to running lights but added that if I could give up alcohol then I could keep the lights and I told him I was off alcohol four to five years.
"I have not had a drink in 35 years and I'm 75 now," he smiled.
A cyclist and a pedestrian in conversation at a pedestrian crossing in Dublin's Camden Street yesterday.
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