Day 184 – Love and lorry drama on the A14
As you know I try to make the blog rather more personal than political but after having been nearly murdered on the A14 I am a little cross. For some reason unbeknown to me lorries use this long stretch of road as a race track.
They are constantly taking each other over at maximum speeds of 55 miles an hour and though I was in no hurry to get home they do not seem to have any awareness of cars. At one point while we were happily countering home I suddenly had to brake and swerve to avoid another lorry who had got it into his head that he must progress. For the first time in months I rather lost my cool and beeped my little horn to as my driving instructor once said, make him aware of my presence. I was so mad that I seriously considered starting up an activist group on Facebook on my return called ban lorries from using both lanes on a dual carriageway.
On the plus side I am feeling rather proud of us all as we made it all the way home with no need for the sat nav. The best thing about being in the car with the boy and his band mate is that they are great lovers of a good old sing along. Just a couple of nights ago we all sang our hearts out round the fire choosing a wonderful medley which included; 99 Problems by Jay-Z, Three Lions on a Shirt, My Heart Will Go On and several tunes from our catholic schooling days. When we were berated for our choice of England supporter songs we explained that we were optimistic for our chances for 2012 and that they should join with us. In the car on the way back we sang once more with the volume quite high which generally helps me to sound much more in tune.
I look in today’s photos a bit of a mess. Though showers completely transformed my festival experience my nails are filthy, my hair a tangled mess and there are ants everywhere in my suitcase. I like to think that after originally disturbing their habitat the ants and the campers and I learned to happily co-exist by giving them occasional tit bits. The only trouble is that they seemingly decided this was not enough and have clambered into our baggage. I was quite shocked when reaching into my bag to find my phone my hand emerged with one red and one black ant attached to it.
Latitude was amazing and having all the time with the boy and his hilarious friends was a pleasure but I will not be sad to see the back of this sort of nature though I do wish we could have taken the coloured sheep home with us.
Today’s dress is from Warehouse and was donated to me by Danielle Star. It is really quite lovely but the shoulders are a bit loose and in the car I have to be quite careful as every now and again I look down to discover my bra is on display. I wore it with trainers which looked rather silly but as my father has pointed out over and over again are a hell of a lot easier to drive in than stilettos.
