ANOTHER weekend held hostage in my own imagination. As I imagined I could get out and about on Sunday but couldn’t.
Hot, hot, hot always brings the crowds to where I live, my own fault for insisting on an agreeable rural canal side location with a good pub.
On top of that the car boot crowds clogged up escape routes so I retired to the garden to seek out some amusing motoring tales to brighten your Monday gloom.
Like the elk tests in Sweden.
every year elks licking salt of frozen roads are involved in horrible accidents with Volvos and Saabs. Well Volvos because clearly Saabs are aeroplanes and would take off immediately faced with a distracted elk.
Now 14 animals are being given access to variously flavoured salts in an effort to find one they will not lick.
Why don’t the Swedes take a leaf from the book of so many UK local authorities and simply leave the roads ungritted?
At the other temperature extreme, Indian farmer Naryanswami who died aged 65 was buried in his beloved Morris Minor.
Not a form of words you hear very often these days, beloved and Morris Minor.
Oh for the days of string backed driving gloves, cravats, stout shoes and split screens. Actually I think I’d better go inside, the heat’s getting to me.
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