Early one evening recently I parked the car in Anson Drive, locked the doors and walked to the end of the road.

Just before I stepped out onto Broadway I turned to check I had locked the car doors with the car fob.

It was just as well I did so as next thing there was a cyclist going like a bat out of hell down Broadway on the path where I would have been.

Someone must have been looking after me. I just wish adult cyclists would keep off footpaths that are for pedestrians only.

Maureen Robinson,

Broadway, York