Monday, October 22

Someone had the bad manners to crash their car and die on the M6 today closing it in BOTH directions for over 6 hours. Can anyone explain to me why the emergency services cannot just shovel the wreckage onto the hard shoulder once the bodies have been removed and let the hundreds of thousands of sane and safe drivers get on their way? I know, I know, investigations, insurance, blah blah blah. I was having a perfectly lovely drive along the A69 through a still green Northumberland with Edward snoozing beside me when the M6 situation was flagged up by the traffic wench on Radio 2 (their description of her, not mine) and so with only 2 miles to go before the M6 junction I swerved off the road (in a safe manner of course) and dithered along miniature country roads looking for a parallel route along the motorway. I didn't have to look too far as I soon caught up with every other driver heading South who'd had the same idea as me. We all meandered along waving at village idiots gawping at the everlasting car-conga until the traffic wench announced the M6 was now open and we all sped off across the farmers fields in a wacky races attempt to get to the motorway first. I won.
*wipes scarecrow off windshield*

Wetheral Viaduct
(the only good thing about the detour was seeing this up close)

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