
just on a coach to the motherland. watching people in the slow lane - few hippies in mini vans, fat cats in their porsches a man towing a portaloo, a family from germany, some students all squeezed into a tiny citroen, some bad boy in his escort and that is about that as the traffic has now reached such a slow level of progression that we keep overtaking the same people. rubbish.
there is a reason the train costs more - its quicker. much quicker.
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