[checks watch]
Now hear this. It’s 22.35, right?
And I’m on the A40 in Park Royal, (slightly north-) west London, right?
And I’m not going anywhere, right?
I’m not going anywhere because, unbelievably, outside it is… gridlock!
Yep, at 22.37 (now) the three outward-bound carriageways of the A40, one of London’s primary arterial routes, are all locked more solid than a conditionally-constipated person’s lower intestine could be if they’d been bingeing on ‘all you can eat constipation pills’ for three weeks.
What gives here?
When did the our capital’s (ha!) roads get to the pathetic state that one single incident has the staggering capacity to cripple the network?
I’m sitting here fuming.
And I’m also wondering if a wiser economy would have taken the £-trillion rescue package that went to the non-manufacturing banks and spent it on a transport network instead.
You know, just an idle thought in passing. Except I’m not passing anything, obv – in a constipated transport kind of way.
B.
On more than one occasion I have been caught up in traffic jams in London… after midnight. The only city in the world where it happens, I’m sure.
Yesterday, I got caught in a(nother) hold up on the M25. There was an accident between a car and a Woolworths lorry. I’m sure there’s some sort of irony in there somewhere.
It’s not just London either, Manchester is also a giant car park most of the time. Driving back from the stables along the M60 last night it was a pleasure to see that the anticlockwise side was solid all the way from jct 17 to the Trafford Centre at jct 10. This was a pleasure not only because it was the only time I can remember when the queue was not down the stretch of road I needed to use but also because I’ve done all my christmas shopping and won’t have to sit in that godawful traffic jam.
I fucking hate traffic and I feel your pain.
I knew it! I knew I didn’t look that much like her. Ha. Thank you for not agreeing with everyone else I know…
Did you ever get home?
You still stuck on it Bren?
Sorry I haven’t been around, for some reason you dissapeared off blog lines again and now just got 10 posts in one hit!
(And I never knew you met Soph through your old blog!)
Hey Steve. Yep. Just before midnight, which is effing ridiculous!
Trixie, Bloglines has been up and down like a whore’s drawers over the last couple of days. But at least my feeds are solid. 🙂