Every Bank Holiday, like lemmings, they decide to travel to the seaside - believing they are the only ones who have thought of the idea - and then spend a delightful afternoon, slowly roasting in an open car, as they take in the delights of the M5 vista....
As I drove north, on the way home, the queues were amongst some of the longest I have ever seen. I chuckled - being the warped, evil bastard I am. I did feel sorry for the lorry drivers and normal commuters who get caught up in the madness though. I'm sure I will get my hit of karma at some point - but it won't be self induced, unlike the Bank Holiday numpties.
Rest day today ahead of another short, sharp run tomorrow.
As I drove north, on the way home, the queues were amongst some of the longest I have ever seen. I chuckled - being the warped, evil bastard I am. I did feel sorry for the lorry drivers and normal commuters who get caught up in the madness though. I'm sure I will get my hit of karma at some point - but it won't be self induced, unlike the Bank Holiday numpties.
Rest day today ahead of another short, sharp run tomorrow.
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