LORRIES

For those of you who are in North America, you may wish to replace the title above with the word 'trucks' as you have inexplicably done in your everyday language thus rendering the following tongue twister far too easy:-

Red lorry, yellow lorry
Red lorry, yellow lorry
Red lorry, yellow lorry
Red lorry, yellow lorry

Anyway. I digress. This afternoon I was driving on the A1 in North Yorkshire. The particular stretch I was on has two lanes of traffic in each direction. The speed limit for such a road is 70 mph in Britain (if you prefer kilometers, tough luck).



In front of me were two lorries. One was traveling at about 60 mph and the other was traveling at about 60.0001 mph. The driver of the second lorry had decided that it was imperative that he get past the first lorry which was clearly holding him up. He had therefore pulled out into the overtaking lane. I swear it was half an hour before he eventually pulled clear enough to go back into the slow lane.

The two drivers flashed various lights at each other in a secret 'isn't it just great to be a lorry driver' manner. Meanwhile, 450 car drivers who had lined up behind growing steadily more and more frustrated wished they had a not so secret 'will you for fuck's sake stop holding up the whole world to save 6 seconds off your journey time you fried breakfast eating twat!' signal.

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