Drove up north to Sheffield and back today via the M5-M42-M1. Been up that way a couple of times in the last few weeks. Made me think back to the days when the big junction between the M42, M6 and M6 Toll was being built. It was as if all the cones and diversions in the known universe had all come together in one of the busiest stretches of motorway in western Europe. Had to pass through that stretch twice everyday for six months. Let's just say it wasn't the best way of spending your life.
One would expect the driver of an articulated lorry carrying a whole load of Portaloos to be spoilt for choice when he needs to attend to a call of nature. No, he has to do what everyone else does, ie stop by the side of the road. At least he has all the Portaloos for cover against the coach full of grannies which invariably comes past at the right time.
Had a good meeting in Sheffield, besides some initial difficulty in finding the place. Traffic was pretty smooth both ways. Not a bad day at all. Dad called again to find out what was happening but didn't get the chance to call back. Options options options...
Location 52°N 2°W
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