I hate the A40. I hate it with a passion. If the A40 and I were married, I would ask for a trial separation.
Three hours to get back from Beaconsfield. Three hours.
The only highlight was an Audi with a couple of guys who were enjoying their Barry White too much. TheBloke (TM) told them the 70s had called and they wanted their groove back.
A fucking 40 has been added to the list of ways I refuse to get round London. The others being the Circle Line and the North Circular. At this rate, I will be housebound by the year 2012. Just in time for the Olympics.
Even if the stadium isn't.
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