School-run traffic

Every single morning, on my way home from work, I seem to play a deadly game - dodging crazed drivers.
And yes, I am talking about Them, the mums turned into fierce machines, in their 4x4s, in their people carriers, thinking that they have their own personal version of Highway Code written especially for them, exempt of rules, laws and courtesy, Them who think they own the road and they could push you in a ditch without batting an eye-lid and without a consequence....
They cut in front of you, they pull out in front of you, they stop in the middle of the road and block the traffic so their sprogs can jump out, they follow you closely, tailgating, they don't indicate when they turn, they don't give way, they drive like lunatics, they are impatient, rude, horrendous, hormonal, dangerous!