You know the sort of thing – the motorway squeezes down to only two lanes and one truck decides to overtake the other truck. However, being limited to 60mph the truck on the inside lanes slows down to 58mph and the truck on the outside lane is doing 60mph. Four miles later and with huge tailbacks the other truck finally pulls over and you can breathe again.

I don’t know why they do it, it won’t get them anywhere any faster, particularly as they can only do 60mph in the end. In fact, by slowing down to let each other overtake they’re actually going slower overall. They probably do it because a) they’re bored or b) they can, and enjoy seeing red faced motorists scream past when they finally unblock the road.

Tsk.

Why is it that every time you park in a completely empty car park, your car is mysteriously transformed into a magnet, and on your return you invariably find that the other two cars in the car park are parked each side of yours?

It is then impossible to open the driver or passenger door and you are forced to enter your vehicle via the tailgate.

That reminds me, perhaps I should mention falling asleep at the wheel, in the outside line doing about 70mph, with a smoking passenger on board.

“<snorrrrrrrre , snort, cough> Eh? What’s that rumbling sound?”
“That would be the rumbly white line between us and the crash barrier, Deri.”