That classics thread was me! I had my old posts name-changed around the time of the 'This is my child' campaign, as I'd put my foot in it and mentioned the campaign thread to a family member I'd previously posted about.
I didn't realise it had finished up in classics - or that there had been requests for further updates. I never saw the woman again. I don't know whether being required to occasionally behave like a normal human being spoiled the lanes for her entirely, or whether she changed her commuting time. I did see someone who looked like her once, but if it was her she was in a different car. I was closer to the passing place in that instance so her right of way, so I didn't have the chance to see if she behaved in usual reverse-refusing manner.
I have to say, I'm glad she did back down fairly quickly when I did make my stand - if the traffic had been building up I would have had to give in - I'm not quite as nonchalant as the woman in the video, and also those lanes back right up when something goes wrong. The last time it happened they had to send a police motor cyclist to sort it out and I wouldn't be able to show my face around the village if I caused that!
I stopped doing that journey a few weeks later as DS moved to a pre-school in the opposite direction, so I was no longer going against the flow of traffic. I've never met anyone else who completely refused to reverse - there have been a few who haven't been able to manage it, including one who made several attempts, finished up in the hedge, and then sent his wife to apologise and ask me and the two cars behind me if we could go back all the way to the next passing place!
We do seem to have fewer complete knobs using the lanes at the moment - most people seem to have figured out that they need to co-operate over whoever is closest to the passing place being the one to reverse. The trend at the moment seems to be people who don't know how wide their car is - some people try and plough on through when there's about a 2 inch gap between a wall and a tractor, and some people can't get through gaps that would happily accommodate a combine-harvester. We have a narrow hill a few hundred yards from our house, with a bend in the middle of it. You can see if there's anyone coming up or down when you get to it, and most people wait, but you do get the odd muppet who keeps trundling on merrily and is then flummoxed when they can't fit through the resulting 3mm gap between the other car and the hedge.
I still spend a lot of my time driving around swearing quietly to myself, but I haven't had any major threats to my blood pressure since the non-reversing woman!