They started off in ones and twos, serving a purpose. New couriers of the roads but, mainly, the pavements. Nothing malignant in these warriors and their honourable pursuit of wages; net, not gross.
From novelty through to plague, their nocturnal shenanigans have become a distressful event to the unaware pedestrian. With delusions of Olympic Gold in their sights, they bob and weave in high speed descent. From oven floor furnace to front door payments, they have no time for courtesy, consideration or respect. They are the Deliveroo crew select. If you’re in their path, you’re the pest; don’t protest!