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Friday 15th June 2007
It was probably at around this time (perhaps a bit earlier - I'm not sure) when I pulled into a service station and M**** took over the driving. It had been a hellish journey from Portsmouth. We had set off at about 3pm (I think?!) but it had all gone horrible wrong once on the Newbury bypass (A34). Some accident had effectively closed the road from Newbury through to where it joined the M4 so, after waiting in an almost stationary line of traffic for . . . god knows how long . . . we pulled off at the first available exit and, using a road atlas that simply didn't have enough detail (we really needed the B roads, see) attempted to weave around to the M4. We passed through Hungerford and were like, "Why have I heard of this place? Must check it out when we get home," and now of course we know. When at last we got onto the M40, M6 (Toll Road) and then M6, the light began to fade and the heavens opened. The windscreen wiper on the drivers side was just kind of smearing the water about and I only felt safe (on account of the rain) travelling at about 55mph. Of course, everyone was overtaking me (lorries and all), thereby further reducing visibility with all the spray and I'm short-sighted. So yeah . . . it was all a bit scary. When I almost entered an exit slip road without intending to (as I simply could not see where the road was going), I thought it was time to take a break from driving. Hmmmmm. Not good. We got back the following day, about half an hour after midnight.
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