I’d bring out a law to prevent them walking in pairs. Yesterday, on my way home from work on a narrow pavement, I was stuck behind the following:
A pair, a pram and a fat dog that insisted on trotting in the middle of the street leaving no space either side.
To my right was a row of parked cars, as usual, so to pass I would have had to stepped out into the middle of a road which allows two way traffic and also has a blind spot once you’ve turned the corner and hope I could make it to the end of the parked cars both alive and before the feckin dog. Even if I had said ‘excuse me’ and squeezed past (being thin comes in handy sometimes) the mutt would have been there!