My daily journey to Liverpool two years ago gave rise to several posts about the 'foibles' of my fellow drivers, which in turn, have led to that 'deja vu' feeling over these last few weeks when driving back and forth between home and my new school.
So, to the idiot in the red Skoda Octavia who was apparently completely unaware of the fact the the space betwen myself and the car in front was there for a purpose (it's called a safe distance) and decided to overtake and pull in in front of me with heart-stopping disregard for the safety of both of us, I hope you were duly satisfied to discover that, in fact, it didn't buy you a second of extra time as we both ended up waiting at the same red light a few moments later.
Then there were the two twenty-somethings behind me on my journey home tonight who were so busy laughing and chatting that I was convinced I would soon be shaking hands with them in my back seat. I hope you noticed that I touched the brake pedal several times in the hope that the brake lights would alert you to the fact that you were almost hooked up to my back bumper.
And to the rest of the driving population out there, just because I am only driving a Peugeot 106, it doesn't mean I am not a force to be reckoned with.
Don't mess with me folks! OK?
Life in north east England (yes, we've moved!) with an eccentric Welshman and a small white dog that thinks he's a Rottweiler.
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And you're not even in France!
I would love to say the words "Anger" and "management" Jenny, but I'm far too scared to think what you'd do to me if I did !!!!! Perhaps it could be time to utilise that free bus pass and relieve yourself of such stressful encounters.........;)
I actually think the driving in France is better, Greg.
Craig - remember you have to face me on Saturday morning! Be afraid...be very afraid! BUS PASS!!!!! You've had it, mate!
The roads are full of numptys these days, where's the bond style missile launcher when you need one ;-)
When I win the lottery, Snowbabies!
Oh Jenny! You do make me laugh, my dear. Out loud, even!
Have a great weekend, and please, stay off the roads. LOL!!
Would you like to lend me one of your trains, Dale? That would sort out the road hogs!
Certainly, but you'll have to come fetch it. I'd pop one in the post for you but I can't find an envelope large enough.
A similar incident happened to me on Friday. Having left the motorway and doing 50 mph on a 50mph road. I was continually flashed by some idiot, also in a Skoda Octavia, who promptly passed me at the first opportunity, only for me to gently pass him back as we slowly cruised up to the lights. I gave him a nice big smile as he fell behind me. Strangely enough, he wasn't impressed.
Perhaps the same car, Krip?
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